Re: Woods: Patrick/Mary
If you tell me why you lied, then I'll get it. If it's your husband or something like that, I'll get it, man. [Patrick wasn't prone to flights of fancy, and it was easier for him to just blame her disappearance on something mundane. Maybe she wasn't really divorced or something. That kind of lie was something Patrick could fathom without much trouble.] Just tell me.
[He knew she was going to spill when she rolled her shoulders and closed her eyes, and he went back to standing with his arms crossed, like some protective bullshit gesture of universal dudeness. When she opened her eyes and motioned, he looked around the woods, but he got what she meant, and he looked back when she hit him with that one-two punch at the end.] All right. No. No, you don't get to do that. [He pointed at her, as if he hadn't wanted her to say exactly what she said.] I'm dating someone. She's nice, Del- Man... [He shook his head, blond hair moving with the shake.] Man, you don't look like I imagined. Do I? Or did you already know what I looked like? Beyond my most honest description. [He took a few steps forward and leaned one shoulder against the supply shed.]