The Burning Plain Page #4

No, thank you.

Just take a sip, you haven't

had anything to drink all day.

- Are you Carlos Solarid?

- Yes.

The patient would like

to see to you now.

He wants to talk to him alone.

Just wait here for me.

I'll be back in minute, okay?

Yes.

Come on.

Maria, I don't have time to argue,

please, get out of the car.

Your dad wants you to leave today,

I sill have one week of work here.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm not going to

some lady that I don't know.

Just get clean up

and pack, alright?.

And if I don't wanna go?

- She's your mom.

- A mom, that I've never even met.

- You're gonna have to go.

- Damn you... I'm not going.

Watch your language, young lady,

I'm just doing what your dad wants.

Just pack your bags, You gotta

go whether you like it or not.

No!

Looks comfortable?

It's cold in here.

I turned on the heater,

it'll be warm in a minute.

Do you know my mom?

When I first met your dad,

your mom already was gone.

Why did she leave?

I have no idea.

Your dad, looked for her

for a long time...

and thinks it's his fault,

why she left.

- I'don't realy wanna meet her.

- Don't start that again, please.

Your dad ask me,

to have you meet her...

and her to meet you.

Hi.

Well...

look at this place.

You make me so happy.

Hmm...

Well, I'd be even happier...

if we could have some hot water

so I can take a shower.

You know...

You taste better this way.

No... no, please.

Not there.

Why?

Because I don't like

that part of my body.

How'd you know

I wasn't gonna like it?

I had cancer...

two years ago.

Hey.

Where were you?

I was at Libbys.

Bobby cut himself

with a piece of glass.

Dr. Finch, had it sewn up.

- Is he okay?

- He's fine.

He wouldn't even stop crying,

kept asking for you.

You all be good now.

- Bye.

- Bye.

I forgot my homework, keep going.

I'll catch up with you later.

- Oh, we'll wait for you.

- No, go on.

- Hi.

- Hey.

Now, we're finally getting

some hot water.

- Can I help you?

- No, it's okay.

Almost done.

- Is it working?

- I hope so.

What're you doing?

What do you want?

I have to talk to you, Mariana.

You have the wrong girl,

my name is Sylvia.

Okay?

Santiago send me here

to talk to you.

What'd you just say?

Santiago...

has send me to talk to you.

Mariana, this is your daughter.

Her name's Maria.

Stay away from me.

This is mama and papa

that's when we were little.

- You're their favorit aren't you?

- Mh'hm.

Here's my mother

her last picture.

It's her birthday.

That one's of me.

Can I have this one?

Only if you give me a scar.

What?

I wanna remember this day.

Will you give me one?

Let's meet tonight.

My dad's away on business.

We can go to the desert

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