Least Among Saints Page #2
I didn't mean to make
him upset. I was...
Aw, that's okay.
No matter what you tell them
anyway, he's just gonna keep at it.
He's got a mind of his own.
Don't you, boy?
So, you just moved in, right?
Yeah, something like that.
What's all your sh*t
doing on your lawn?
Uh, it's what's left over
from the ex-wife.
Ah, you should've left that
couch, man. It's nasty.
Yeah, I just took it
to piss her off.
Had to take something,
you know?
Oh, yeah, I just took my kid.
It's all I needed, huh?
That's not a bad deal.
I got the dog, too.
Oh...
You an angel?
Oh, no, it's just a trinket
Yeah, you are.
You saved my ass.
Huuwahh!
Man, that sh*t was dope, man.
F***.
I should probably
go talk to him, so, um...
Can you just, you know,
watch him for a sec?
Wade, honey, I'm gonna
be right back, okay?
You just stay here with...
Jesus, what was your name?
Anthony.
Anthony.
You just stay with Anthony,
okay? Um...
Yeah, um,
I'll be right back, okay?
Is that your dad?
No.
How come you sleep out here?
You seen me sleeping out here?
You yell out in your sleep.
You shake and stuff.
Bad dreams.
Wade, honey? I'm gonna
be right back, okay?
Uh, you're fine watching him,
right? You're cool?
Um, what do I do with him?
Oh, no, you just like watch him
and when you're done playing...
you know, just make sure
he goes in the house.
Cool?
Okay, bye.
You want to skate some more?
I want to go home.
Might have better luck
plugging those bad boys in.
Is your mom home yet?
No.
I'm making hot dogs over there.
You want to come over
and get some grub?
Sure.
Where'd you learn
to fight like that?
It's a long story.
Why?
Well, I mean,
there's this kid at school...
What, does he pick on you?
Yeah.
Do you fight back?
No.
How come?
I'm scared to.
Well, nothing wrong with that.
Everyone's scared of something.
Gotta be careful waking you up,
it's like diffusing a bomb.
Good morning.
You are definitely within
500 feet of me right now.
I missed you.
And there's a gun on your floor.
Don't think about it too hard,
you might hurt yourself.
You're not in high school
any more, Anthony.
That sh*t doesn't impress me.
And you f***ing ruined my lawn!
Why can't you just call?
Like any normal alcoholic,
stalking ex?
It's not my style.
Look, I know somewhere in that
circus of a head of yours...
you think this is some kind
of display of affection.
But it's not, okay?
You can't come here any more.
I can't sleep.
What?
Won't... don't want to.
Rather not.
I can't handle the dreams.
They keep coming all the time.
Even when I'm awake.
Come here and I'm near you...
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