Wicked Little Things Page #3

Blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, mother of God,

pray for us sinners

now and at the hour

of our death, amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, mother of God,

pray for us sinners

now and at the hour

of our death, amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace...

Mommy, are we lost?

We've been walking

for a really long time.

No, baby.

We're just a little turned around.

It's okay.

Just the wind.

Nothing to be afraid of.

I'm not.

It's just Mary and the others.

Come on.

Oh, dumb...

Now what happened?

What the hell?

This is not what

I wanted to be doing.

No!

Mommy?

I'm getting cold and tired.

I know, baby.

Who lives here?

I don't know, but...

maybe they can help us

find our way home.

There's the paint again, Mom.

Hello?

I don't like it here, Mom.

Me neither, baby.

Let's go.

Oh, God!

I'm sorry, you sc--

We were lost,

and your door was open.

Are you the Tunny widow?

Yes.

My name is Hanks.

You hurt yourself, little girl?

I fell.

Been down by the old mine, have you?

You should not have let her play

down by the old mine.

You shouldn't be out

after dark, neither.

Well, I didn't let her

play down there,

and I told you we got lost

on our way home.

Yeah, well, you just follow

the old two track down the mountain.

Runs right by your place.

Okay.

Thank you.

Sorry again for the intrusion.

I'll watch your doors for you.

I beg your pardon?

In the day...

Come back, we'll talk then.

Emma, stay here for a second.

Was that you who...

put the blood on our door?

No need to thank me.

Ought to last you a while.

Look, I don't mean

to be rude, Mr. Hanks,

and I know that...

places like this

have certain customs and all,

but I would appreciate it

if you didn't do what you did last night.

Like I said, no need to thank me.

Now get on home now, quick.

Come back in the daylight.

We'll talk.

This Mr. Hanks guy

sounds like a freak.

I liked him.

You would.

Mary likes him, too.

Who's Mary?

My new friend.

I met her in the forest.

Like Frizzy, huh?

Frizzy wasn't real.

Mary is.

Right.

Maybe she's one of the zombies.

The guys I met said

they're ghosts of children

who were buried

in an old mine up here.

They roam the woods at night

and eat little girls like you.

Okay, that's enough.

- Gotta go.

- What, they're not going to come inside?

Please, Mom.

They're cool.

Where are you going?

To Addytown,

to see a movie or something.

Okay. Be home early.

- What's early?

- Oh, like an hour and a half.

- Mom!

- I'm kidding. Eleven.

I mean it, okay?

Okay.

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