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  1. Copyright Notice
  2. Dedication
  3. BOY
  4. NONI
  5. NONI
  6. THE ETHER
  7. VILOXIN
  8. BOY
  9. TAI
  10. NONI
  11. BOY
  12. TAI
  13. PART ONE
  14. BOY
  15. NONI
  16. BOY
  17. TAI
  18. NONI
  19. BOY
  20. TAI
  21. NONI
  22. BOY
  23. PART TWO
  24. TAI
  25. NONI
  26. TAI
  27. PART THREE
  28. NONI
  29. TAI
  30. NONI
  31. BOY
  32. TAI
  33. PART FOUR
  34. NONI
  35. TAI
  36. NONI
  37. TAI
  38. NONI
  39. TAI
  40. NONI
  41. TAI
  42. NONI
  43. TAI
  44. NONI
  45. EPILOGUE
  46. PART FIVE
  47. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  48. Praise for White Fox
  49. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  50. Newsletter Sign-up

She wouldn’t show me the script itself. She said it needed work, and then we fell out. But I kept wondering: So what happens to White Fox in the end???? Does she leave her husband and stay a fox forever, like in the legend? I’m sure you wonder, too.

We hold our breaths.

I’m sorry for taking the last rough draft from the magazine box in the tower, ten years ago. And I’m sorry for returning only three parts earlier this year.

And then, there it is.

PART FIVE

INT. GRAND OLD HOME — NIGHT

White Fox, clothed in a dress stained with blood from her mouth and seated in a small room, with Client 2 / Man on the Moon kneeling before her, pressing a clean towel to her face.

CLIENT 2 / MAN ON THE MOON

Oh, my dear. How awful.

WHITE FOX

Please don’t concern yourself with my health now.

CLIENT 2 / MAN ON THE MOON

How could I not?

WHITE FOX

Don’t you understand? The bleeding is a lifelong affliction. There is no permanent cure. That is the point of my story. Every cure is temporary.

He shakes his head.

CLIENT 2 / MAN ON THE MOON (CONT’D)

That can’t be so. You must try the compress they made with flowers from the garden. Do you see the foxgloves outside your window?

White Fox, distracted by the pain, shakes her head.

CLIENT 2 / MAN ON THE MOON

I planted them there after you left. I have planted them again and again since you left.

WHITE FOX

(blandly)

I’m sure they’re very pretty.

CLIENT 2 / MAN ON THE MOON

Oh, my dear. As always, beauty is only the start.

WHITE FOX

(sighing)

Well, thank you for the gesture, I suppose.

CLIENT 2 / MAN ON THE MOON

Oh. They aren’t for you. They live out there, you understand, so the foxgloves were planted to guide them home, should they ever lose their way in the forest.

The far-off chattering resumes. We see dark splotches in the glass: Someone is outside. White Fox tenses up, thinking of the creatures that pursued her.

WHITE FOX

(afraid)

Who lives out there?

TWINKLING LAUGHTER from that unknown source outside. Client 2 / Man on the Moon, still sitting on the ground, smiles. White Fox, uneasy, stands and walks to the window.

WHITE FOX (CONT’D)