The Daughter Page #3

for the birds.

We're kind of like

an unofficial rspca.

Ah, there she is.

Give her some bread.

Hello!

Hi.

Hey, come here.

It's alright. Sh, sh, sh.

Hello.

I'm hedvig.

Hey!

Hey.

It's ok. It's ok, it's ok.

Oh. What happened to her?

Henry shot her down.

Peterson saved her.

My father shot that duck down?

Yeah. Must be losing his touch.

Is she going to be ok?

I don't know. I don't know

if she'll fly again.

Left wing's all buggered up.

Walter seems to be doing fine.

I don't know.

He hasn't really been the same

since he got out of jail.

But your dad's been really

generous.

- Has he?

- He has.

He gave Walter a pension.

He helped us buy this house.

You know, I didn't know that.

Yeah, yeah.

Well, it's not the life

I expected when I was 19,

and f*** knows what happens

now I'm out of a job, but...

I'm lucky.

I know that.

Do you think that

he's trying to avoid me?

Of course not.

I don't think that

he likes me very much.

What's not to like?

If it's just the two of us,

do you want to go upstairs?

Play chess?

Come on.

I think I should probably

keep myself nice

for the wedding night.

Oh! Come on, Henry.

Well, I suppose we could have

a little practice go.

Race you up the stairs.

How's your essay going?

This book is so boring!

My task is basically to invent

reasons why it's interesting,

to make my teacher feel better

about the fact that

he liked it 40 years ago.

- Man, that sucks.

- Yeah.

Another couple of years

and you can do whatever

you want with your life.

- Join the army?

- Except that.

- Become a rally-car driver?

- Or that.

Demolitions expert?

No way.

So what you're saying is,

I can do whatever

you want me to do?

No, you've still got

plenty of options.

There's, like, law, medicine,

engineering,

law, entertainment law,

criminal law,

my law.

Why have I never met Christian

before?

What do you mean?

Well, you two

used to be best friends.

Did you have a fight

or something?

Well, no. He just left town

after his mum died,

- and I didn't hear from him.

- How'd his mum die?

She killed herself.

Whoa.

That's intense.

But not many people know that,

so I wouldn't go

spreading it around, ok?

I can't even imagine

you or mum dying.

Well, we're not going to.

Well, you will, eventually.

Yeah,

but not for a very long time.

Why don't we invite Christian

to my birthday tomorrow?

- Really?

- Yeah. Why not?

- Ok, great.

- Great!

- Great.

- Great!

Alright.

Fist bump.

- Dad?

- Yeah?

Are we going to have to move?

I don't know yet.

Depends where I find a job.

But we are not going anywhere

until you finish

this year's exams.

I don't want you to leave.

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