The Pretty One Page #3

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a**holes can't hurt her anymore!

What are you doing here? My parents

are gonna flip if they see you.

I knew you knew. I knew you knew.

I felt... I thought...

I didn't know,

but I felt something.

I just realized it this morning.

I've been dreaming of this

moment since I was like 10.

What?

I... I've been in love with you

since the fourth grade, Audrey.

I mean, she looked like

you, but she wasn't...

She wasn't you.

I don't understand. You kissed me.

You were her only friend.

She loved you.

Well, yeah, but I liked her too.

Don't get me wrong.

It's just that...

You're...

You're a goddess.

Audrey.

It's chilly out here, come inside.

She took care of you

for all those years.

How could you not say anything?

- Let's take this inside.

- Yeah.

"Let's take it inside.

Let's take it inside."

God forbid we should ever say

anything about how we feel!

Dad, say something.

Right now. Just say something!

Say something!

I have to go back to work.

In the shape you're in?

I'll follow up with

my doctors at home.

What should we do

with all her things?

Donate them, I don't care.

She didn't have anything anyway.

Wait.

I've got something for you.

What about all those other paintings?

What are you gonna do with those?

Which other paintings?

These are all Laurel's.

I couldn't send them to customers.

They're not quite right.

You can take as many

of them as you like.

I can't use them.

No, that's okay.

I'll just take the one.

Three fives.

- You got a draw?

- Yeah.

Good this far?

I got three ones...

but just because of that lucky

draw I was telling you about.

- Then how about 10, 11, 12, 13?

- Great.

Hey, what are you doing?

Leave Basel alone.

He doesn't want to move out.

Timor, I can handle this.

You want me to move out...

pay me a move-out fee.

It's the way it works.

- The law is on the tenant's side.

- Oh, you're my tenant.

- Yeah.

- Sorry, I got in an accident.

I...

I have post-traumatic amnesia.

I've never met a real-life amnesiac.

Cool.

- Dinner!

- Oh, that's my mom.

- Yup.

- Can I take this one?

Yeah. You're gonna have

it back in two weeks?

- I guess.

- All right. Perfect.

Thanks, buddy.

- Good playing.

- You too.

- Bye.

- All right, bye.

Why did I wanna kick you out?

So your sister can move in here.

- That was nice of me.

- It was.

Except for when you called

me a creepy man-child...

and tried to kick me out.

That was less nice.

Well, so my sister will not be moving in

because of extenuating circumstances...

so you don't have to leave.

No, really?

Oh, thank you, Audrey.

Books.

Yes, these are books.

Yeah, I sell these books online...

and I lend them to people in

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