The Reflecting Skin Page #3

and there's my skin in the bed."

- Come on.

- What you doing?

Just come on.

Help me...

What you looking for?

- Her coffin.

- Her coffin?

It's here somewhere. She sleeps in it.

Let's go to her bedroom then!

- Should we?

- Quick!

Kim, look at this wonderful shell!

Look how big it is!

Yeah, look at it...

I know-- let's smash it!

Yeah!

Smash it! Rip it! Break it! Tear it!

Break everything! Smash everything!

Rip it, tear it, rip it...

- She's back.

- Ssshh...

Hi, Pa.

- You thirsty, son?

- No.

- You been running?

- A little.

Turn to dust. A man's gotta drink.

- Thirsty, Pa?

- A little, son.

Eben?

Now... let's go over this

again, shall we?

How many times can he

answer the same questions?

He's told you all he knows.

Think I should be the judge of that,

don't you ma'am?

Unless, of course, there's a reason

why you don't want me to ask questions?

Reason? What do you mean,

why should I have a reason?

Had old Sheriff Ticker on the phone.

- Sheriff Ticker?

- You know Sheriff Ticker?

Yeah... Yes, I know him.

He certainly seems to know your husband.

Knows him real well.

Has quite a lot to say about him,

does Sheriff Ticker.

- Go upstairs Seth.

- But Ma...

Do as you're told.

- Ma!

- Go!

What has Sheriff Ticker told you?

You know full well

what he's told me.

It was years ago, for the love of God!

You gonna drag it up all over again?

Might be it needs dragging up.

Shut up. You'll only make it worse!

He even cries like a woman.

Don't you call my husband...

"In full embrace," the Sheriff said.

In the barn. Kissing the boy...

He wasn't a boy, he was seventeen.

And it was years ago...

Sheriff Ticker says he felt sick.

Two men... kissing...

That why you married him so quick?

Protect his good name?

Why don't you ask the Sheriff?

He seems to know everything else.

Oh, he does... He does know.

Everything.

And what he doesn't know... he suspects.

This time, you won't get away with it.

No...

I wouldn't hurt... I couldn't...

I'd arrest you this very

minute if I could.

Arrest him for what?

He hasn't done anything!

Well now, we can't be sure

of that, can we?

Sheriff Ticker says it's a short leap

from kissing to killing.

Goodbye now. Enjoy your supper.

Shut up...

Shut up!

All that gossip!

All that gossip! I can't

go through it...

You hear me?! I can't

go through it again!

I won't! I won't...

I won't go through it again...

Not for you.

You come back here, Luke Dove.

- Pa!

- Son?

I missed you.

- You look older.

- You look old.

- I do, huh?

- Lots.

You should have seen him Cam.

He exploded! He went 'bang'!

His skin went all funny...

Don't think about it, okay?

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