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Bathroom, hall ... not important, not important ...
He stops at a page. Holds it out for
viewing.
This one. This was the biggest thing, see? I put in two
sets of stairs? So if you can’t get upstairs from the front
of the house, from the living room? You can always get
upstairs from the back of the house, from the kitchen? ...
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That was real important. That there. Shoulda done that years
ago.
He flips more pages, rapidly. Then
stops at a page. He holds it out to
HIM.
Mr. Man. Your room. See? Can you see it? Got your
Superman sheets. Superman curtains. Superman pillow ...
Yeah, your toys aren’t there. I know. It’s too clean, isn’t
it? Yeah. I should throw stuff around on the floor or
somethin’. Ya think? Hey, I could toss Fruit Loops
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everywhere. Ya remember how you always dropped your Fruit
Loops all over the room?
He drops his head for a long moment.
Slowly, he flips to the last page. He
holds the album out to HER. He waits.
Is it okay? ... Is it okay, babe? ... I know, I know, it
don’t look like it, I - Nick, though, he had some pictures,
see, from Facebook, our last barbecue, he scanned ‘em and put
‘em in frames for us, there? See? I like that one. I tried
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to find our old dresser, but they stopped makin’ it, if you
can believe that, I couldn’t remember it totally, or I’d make
it myself ... I don’t sleep in there really ... Smells funny.
Doesn’t smell like us. Whole house, can’t smell either of
you. Just smells like ... new wood, new paint, new ... empty
... nothin’ familiar. Nothin’. Except me. And I don’t know
why the hell I’m still here ... I don’t know what I was
thinkin’ that night, runnin’ out the front door and climbin’
a tree to get to the second floor ... call, Frank. Call, the
Fire Department, Frank, don’t spend your time climbin’ a
fuckin’ tree! ... Jesus ...
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He turns to HIM.
‘Scuse my language ...
He starts to cry. But quickly stands.
Okay, so that’s Christmas.
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Bathroom, hall ... not important, not important ...
He stops at a page. Holds it out for
viewing.
This one. This was the biggest thing, see? I put in two
sets of stairs? So if you can’t get upstairs from the front
of the house, from the living room? You can always get
upstairs from the back of the house, from the kitchen? ...
www.karimorris.com www.karimorris.com www.karimorris.com
That was real important. That there. Shoulda done that years
ago.
He flips more pages, rapidly. Then
stops at a page. He holds it out to
HIM.
Mr. Man. Your room. See? Can you see it? Got your
Superman sheets. Superman curtains. Superman pillow ...
Yeah, your toys aren’t there. I know. It’s too clean, isn’t
it? Yeah. I should throw stuff around on the floor or
somethin’. Ya think? Hey, I could toss Fruit Loops
www.karimorris.com www.karimorris.com www.karimorris.com
everywhere. Ya remember how you always dropped your Fruit
Loops all over the room?
He drops his head for a long moment.
Slowly, he flips to the last page. He
holds the album out to HER. He waits.
Is it okay? ... Is it okay, babe? ... I know, I know, it
don’t look like it, I - Nick, though, he had some pictures,
see, from Facebook, our last barbecue, he scanned ‘em and put
‘em in frames for us, there? See? I like that one. I tried
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to find our old dresser, but they stopped makin’ it, if you
can believe that, I couldn’t remember it totally, or I’d make
it myself ... I don’t sleep in there really ... Smells funny.
Doesn’t smell like us. Whole house, can’t smell either of
you. Just smells like ... new wood, new paint, new ... empty
... nothin’ familiar. Nothin’. Except me. And I don’t know
why the hell I’m still here ... I don’t know what I was
thinkin’ that night, runnin’ out the front door and climbin’
a tree to get to the second floor ... call, Frank. Call, the
Fire Department, Frank, don’t spend your time climbin’ a
fuckin’ tree! ... Jesus ...
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He turns to HIM.
‘Scuse my language ...
He starts to cry. But quickly stands.
Okay, so that’s Christmas.
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