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saw this and I thought this would be the one for a seven-year-old. See, it’s got pop-up pages? And you can pull that flap and make the wings beat, there’s a bunch of stuff like that, and check this out:
    ( He presses a button and the book emits a birdcall .)
    For each one you can hear the actual call. That’s pretty incredible, huh? Tiny little speaker in there somehow. So your boy can really learn them now.
    VERONICA : That’s—thank you very much. That’s very …
    HOGAN : Of course you’re leaving. But there’s birds in the city, too, right?
    VERONICA : Yeah.
    HOGAN : There’s an inscription.
    ( She flips to it, reads .)
    VERONICA : “To Veronica, with affection and respect, Terry Hogan.”
    HOGAN : Of course, it’s really for your son, but I didn’t know his name.
    VERONICA : I’m really … thank you, Hogan. I don’t know what to say.
    HOGAN : Okay then.
    ( He starts to go . Stops .)
     Oh. Uh. Earlier today …
    VERONICA : Yeah?
    HOGAN : I guess around dinnertime I saw—I saw a car pull in here. I wasn’t watching the place or anything. I was just parked in the woods off the road in and I happened to notice—
    VERONICA : It was your brother.
    HOGAN : Shit. I thought so. Did he give you a hard time?
    VERONICA : No. He was perfectly nice. Apologized for everything. I said there was nothing to apologize for.
    HOGAN : Oh, well, that’s good.
    VERONICA : He was looking for you.
     Maybe you oughta talk to him.
    HOGAN : Where’d you say I’d gone?
    VERONICA : Nowhere. I didn’t know where you went to. I was just glad I had one day here with everything working for once.
    ( Beat .)
    He knows you’re hiding from him.
    HOGAN : I wasn’t hiding from him.
    VERONICA : Whatever, avoiding him.
    HOGAN : I just went to get something to drink.
    VERONICA : Well, it looks like you succeeded.
     Now, maybe you should go now, finish your drink in your truck.
    HOGAN : You really don’t think much of me, do you?
     I’m not gonna sit and just guzzle this down alone in the woods in my truck. I use a glass.
    VERONICA : Okay.
    HOGAN : Can I borrow a glass?
    VERONICA : It’s your cabin.
    ( He goes, gets a glass, returns .)
    HOGAN : You want some?
    VERONICA : No.
    ( Beat .)
    HOGAN : Okay then. I guess that’s it. I won’t be around here in the morning, so good luck and take care and all that.
    ( He starts to go .)
    VERONICA : Hogan.
     You should give that money back.
    HOGAN : What money?
    VERONICA : The money your brother said you took from them.
    HOGAN : What?
    VERONICA : You heard me.
    HOGAN : It’s bullshit.
    VERONICA : Uh-huh.
    HOGAN : It’s Debbie. She makes up these accusations. She hates me. You know, you’ve talked to her.
    VERONICA : He said it was a lot. Like five thousand dollars?
    HOGAN : ( Dismissive sound .)
    VERONICA : That sounds serious to me.
    HOGAN : It isn’t true!
    VERONICA : It’s not my problem either way. But it sounds like something you better work out.
    HOGAN : I will.
    VERONICA : Okay.
    ( Beat .)
    HOGAN : It’s not true, though. My brother, he’s basically a good kid. We used to be close before he got married. It’s her. She poisons him. It’s sad is what it is.
    VERONICA : You got a record already. Don’t be stupid.
    HOGAN : I don’t have a record. Is that what he told you?
    ( She looks at him .)
    It wasn’t anything bad . Jeez. Don’t look at me like that.
    VERONICA : What was it?
    ( Beat .)
    HOGAN : Check-kiting.
    VERONICA : What’s that?
    HOGAN : Writing bad checks, basically.
    VERONICA : You do it?
    HOGAN : I guess I did. I mean, they proved it in court. It wasn’t exactly intentional. I’m not some criminal mastermind. I have trouble keeping track of my net worth sometimes. It was more sloppiness than anything else.
    VERONICA : How long