The Majestic Page #3

Even got a letter from Roosevelt.

They commissioned this town

a war memorial.

Been in the basement of the town hall

for years now.

Folks never had the heart

to put it up.

Mabel over at that diner...

...her husband Max was killed

in action on Okinawa.

Say, son?

The woman does wonders with an egg.

-You hungry?

-Yes. Very.

Doc Stanton pops in every morning

on his way to the office.

Lets have breakfast while we wait.

Morning, Mabel.

-My gosh.

-Doc been by yet?

He should be along any moment.

Has there been an accident?

I found him down by the wash. He was

lying there like a landed trout.

Who is he?

Were still working on that.

The boy could use a meal.

Are those eggs spoken for?

-Harry, you mind?

-No, not at all. I can wait.

You trying to set a record?

-Its good.

-Like you could tell.

-Have you ever been in here before?

-Id remember these eggs.

-Its just that you look sort of--

-Familiar? I said the same thing.

Hello, Stan. Mabel.

My bear claw ready to go?

Theres someone you should

say hello to.

Hello, son.

-Howd that happen?

-I have no idea.

Perhaps you better come along with me.

Let me take a closer look at you.

-On my tab?

-Of course.

Food was wonderful. Thank you.

My pleasure.

Come again.

Watch your step, son.

Follow my finger. Just with your eyes.

Thats it.

Muriel, call the sheriff.

Tell him we could use him.

-Yes, doctor.

-So? Doc?

What do you think?

-I think he looks strangely--

-Familiar?

-Im getting that a lot lately.

-Thats what Mabel and I said.

-Vexing, isnt it?

-Aside from vexing, how am I?

You took a pretty good knock

on the head.

Good news is, youll live.

Go ahead and put your shirt--

Better yet-- Excuse me, Stan.

Take one of mine.

Big, but its clean.

Thats very kind. Thank you.

-Shes very pretty.

-Thats my daughter, Adele.

My pride and joy.

Charms the fish right

out of the river, she does.

Sorry, I didnt mean to stare.

Its just that your face

really does seem familiar.

Wish I could say the same thing.

Cecil! Cecil, listen to me.

Harry, you wanna give me a heart attack

right here?

-Theres a young man--

-I know, Im here to investigate.

Anything interesting

will be in the paper--

Listen to me! Its Luke.

You have no recollection

prior to waking up on our beach?

No idea who you are

or how you got here?

I remember a dog licking my face.

Before that...

...blank.

Theres someone who might be able

to shed light on this.

-Is it okay if I bring him in?

-Please.

It is you.

It is.

Oh, Luke. I never gave up hoping.

Youre alive! My boy! God!

My son.

Break it to her gently.

Sir?

-What did you say your name was?

-Harry.

Harry Trimble. And youre Luke.

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