“As a demon, I constantly tell Lacey to give up.” says a demon. “Not give up as in commit suicide, give up as in give up trying to help people. The problem is she’s like the female version of Skippy and Skippy is like Lem except he’s more like Lacey than Lem in some ways and more like Lem than Lacey in other ways. And no, he’s not their child. He’s like them both as a characters and he may even been invented partially by Lem.”
“Yes, the Kennedys now think they’re Skippy because they’re threatened by the idea that Skippy is Lem because then that means that Lem was straight and that he’s in love with Lacey and then that means that she’s a woman and she’s not Jack and then that means that they’re poor Irish pieces of shit who should really just go fuck-off, jump off of a cliff and burn themselves up in Hell. Would you like to join them Thorsten?” says Henry.
More later.
“I’m starting to suspect that my mother who raised me let Cherilyn die.” says Lacey.
“She did.” says a woman.
“She was the last person you talked to.” says Lacey.
“Yup!” says Cherilyn.
“I’m sorry.” says Lacey.
Keen to Cross the Pond 