The Bronze Page #4

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"From the treasures of my life's chest,

I leave you $500,000."

Oh, sh*t. $500...

"But you must listen

that these monies are yours

"under the steadiest condition

that you train the daffodil

"who is about to peak through the snow,

"my dancing flower gymnast,

Maggie Townsend,

"through to the end of her

Toronto Games campaign."

Oh, you gotta be f***ing kidding me.

"My will trustee will present your fortune

when the sun has set on your duties.

"No matter the outcome,

once Maggie's campaign is done,

"this payment will manifest.

"No one must know of this bounty

that waits for you.

"It must appear that Maggie proceeds in

your care from the goodness of your heart.

"I know you can do this, Hope. Farewell."

I'd rather die than train that loser.

Can't you see

that Coach P loves you so much

that she wanted you

to have this opportunity?

Half a million dollars.

That's a lot of money.

It says $500,000.

That's half a million.

- Jesus, I know! You're so annoying!

- Well, it could be...

- Stop talking, I'm thinking!

- All I'm saying...

Stop talking, I'm thinking!

- Dad, come on!

- I'm not talking!

You're talking, I'm thinking! Stop!

Stop.

I hear you breathing. You're always

disrupting my thought processes.

How can anyone think with your breathing?

Oh.

- Maggie here?

- Hope Ann Greggory. Wow.

- I'm, um, Janice, I'm Maggie's mom.

- Okay.

Oh, please come in.

Wow, it's... It's such an honor.

I was such a fan of yours growing up.

I know I'm a few years older,

but I really looked up to you.

I think you're more than a few years older.

You're a mom.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Caught me.

Come in.

Hey, Maggie,

Miss Greggory's here to see you.

- Hi.

- 'Sup.

Guess I'm your new coach.

You're my idol

and that would be super awesome,

but I'm quitting gymnastics.

- Oh, hon... Maggie.

- Honey, you don't mean that. Right?

You sure? Go with your gut.

Hey, Maggie. Why don't you show

Miss Greggory your picture?

Okay? All right.

Well, I'm just gonna

leave you two ladies alone then.

You know, we've met before.

- Yeah, I know. The diner.

- Before that.

I was living in Harrisburg and you were at

the mall signing pictures when I was five.

Uh, I told you I wanted to be a gymnast,

and you wrote,

"Go for it."

I keep it in that drawer

with a picture of my dad.

He left when I was three, so...

My mom died

when I was five-and-a-half months old.

Mine's a f*** of a lot worse.

I can't believe you're in my room right now.

Let's go back to you giving up.

It's an excellent decision. I'll tell your mom.

- Coach Pused to do that to me.

- What?

Reverse psychology.

You were right.

I'm gonna go for it.

I wrote that on everybody's.

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