[Painkillers and penicillin because she's sure if he goes untreated there'll be infection. Clearly, they're both in trouble and not only that a man she's known is out of his goddamn mind. At least she's even for real for all the things he's done for her and her mother... all the reasons why Lawrence Dimick feels obligated to make nice. This may be the last time he'll see her ever again.
The lights from the house behind them seem brighter, makes the night seem colder and more traitorous then just another California night. For an unnumbered time, Larry's grounded by Freddy's clutching hand.]
I'm here. I'm here with you, I'm not going to leave. I'll stay on the doorstep where you can see me.
[His voice is soft, hushed. With his free hand he combs back Freddy's hair like he has done it a thousand times before.
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The lights from the house behind them seem brighter, makes the night seem colder and more traitorous then just another California night. For an unnumbered time, Larry's grounded by Freddy's clutching hand.]
I'm here. I'm here with you, I'm not going to leave. I'll stay on the doorstep where you can see me.
[His voice is soft, hushed. With his free hand he combs back Freddy's hair like he has done it a thousand times before.
...he has, hasn't he?]