Child of Glass Page #2

You better listen and listen up good

'cause it has to do with

mysterious voices from the other world

that only you can comprehend.

What are you talking about?

Aunt Vinia just told me

you're a sensitive.

Don't take her long to tell.

All she needs is to look at your palm,

- or feel your head bumps.

- A what?

A sensitive's got second sight...

The Dower to see through the darkness

that clouds the minds of mortal men,

to see the unseen.

Well, how can your Aunt Vinia know

what kind of sight I got?

Todays the first time

she ever laid eyes on me.

And if she believes that stuff,

she's as freaky as you are.

You best not scoff, Alexander.

Aunt Vinia knows about the other world.

And restless spirits,

them that wander through all eternity

and never find no peace.

Well, I don't believe in ghosts.

And I don't believe

in your Aunt Vinia neither,

so just stop following me around

with all your stupid stories!

Well, you better start believin',

Mr. Smarty-Pants.

You must be ready, boy.

Moppet!

Come here, girl,

look what I brought you.

Moppet?

Who's down there?

Blossom, is that you?

Darn you, Blossom!

You spider-legged spook.

You think you're so funny!

You get out of here right now.

I told you to stay away from me.

Oh, now, listen.

Be sure and tell George

and all your dear ones I send my love.

Okay. Bye-bye-

The nerve!

The pure unadulterated nerve

of that woman!

Now, how in the world

did Ludee Calhoun ever find out

that we were plannin' our open house

for the first Saturday in November?

The printer, the caterer, the CIA...

In the wars of social one-upsmanship,

Em, everybody is suspect.

Ha, ha! Well, I wouldn't be surprised

if she hadn't bribed the painter.

He saws now that he doesn't know

when he's gonna be able

to finish the outside of the house.

- Oh, now, Em.

- Well, I think it's just plain tacky.

Her callin' up all sweetness and light

to say that she just had to move

her harvest ball up a week early

to accommodate some

very important guests.

Oh, now, listen.

She knew... She knew that

we were plannin' our open house.

Em, criminal lawyers,

they like to use delaying tactics,

but we, uh, corporate attorneys,

we like to beat the other fella

to the punch.

What?

How about movin' our party up a week?

Oh.

We could have one little, uh,

costume party.

How delicious! Hmm.

Oh! Oh, how delicious!

Oh, but listen now,

not a regular costume party.

I mean, not one with ghosts

and goblins and things.

I mean, we'll have to have

something special.

Something to match this house.

We'll give a cotillion

with people dressed up,

you know, as they were

in Civil War days.

Oh, Joseph, Joseph,

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