The Black Waters of Echo's Pond Page #4

demon-like nymphs

named Grudge, Retaliation

and Unnameable

will taunt you

with a deadly kiss."

"Draw a card that corresponds

with the space you land on

and dare to tell the truth.

And be true to that dare.

They can taste secrets

on your lips

and smell the lies

on your breath."

Oh, yeah, baby.

That's why I'm here tonight.

That's where all the action is at.

That's right. I'm right here.

I'll take this creature,

bam! Hit right there.

Then I grab one of these cards,

gentlemen.

"Bespeak thy hurt unspoken

by a trust

that hath been broken."

- Billie Holiday CD, dawg.

- Oh, come on, man.

You borrowed my Billie Holiday CD

and you never returned that sh*t.

It's my Billie Holiday CD, man.

Look, my grand mama gave me that sh*t.

Look, that's a classic.

Come on, man.

It has to be bad, like really bad.

F*** y'all.

All y'all are gonna burn in hell.

All right.

Rob,

I got you your job, man.

You know, as a matter of fact,

I'm the one who got you started

in the mortgage business

in the first place.

Before me, I mean, you was

greener than f***ing lettuce.

And in one year

not only do they

promote you above me,

but they make you

a branch manager.

And in all that time

not once do I ever recall you

even saying what?

"Thank you."

Where's the f***ing gratitude

in that, man?

Scratch that sh*t!

The Hathaway loan-- it was mine.

It's f***ed up, the way

they took it away from me

after I busted my ass on that

and they gave it to your wonky ass.

F*** that. I'm jealous, all right?

It's out there.

I'm jealous, okay?

Well, perhaps I shouldn't have

taken that deal.

But if they didn't give it to me, they

would have just given it to another LO.

Oh, man.

I should have at the very least

shared the commission with you.

And, you know, forgive me

for not being more appreciative.

You did hook me up with the job

and, in turn, a career.

And I'm sorry if I never

really said thank you.

Truth be told, man, you are

one hell of a loan officer, all right?

Well, look at it this way--

now that I got some clout there,

I can make sure

you get all the best leads,

you know,

the big money deals.

And I'll repay you tenfold

for all the things you've done for me,

friend to friend.

Yeah.

Come on. Come on.

All right.

Don't you just love

when men hug?

I knew it was all an act.

Are you ever gonna tell me

why they took the deal away from you?

So whose turn is it?

Whose go is it?

"On a bed of nails

rests the burden of blame.

Thou must confess

thy secret shame."

I don't know.

okay, look, there's no right way

to say this, so maybe I shouldn't.

Look, man, just go ahead and say

the sh*t. Just spit the sh*t out.

You'll feel better, man.

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