A Tree Grows in Brooklyn Page #7

And when weren't you hungry? Mama?

Yes, Francie?

What does white mean?

Just white, I guess. What do

you mean what does it mean?

Neeley, sit down

at your place.

Why do girls always wear it

when they're married

and when they're confirmed

and when they graduate?

Why does it always

have to be white?

Just one of those things somebody

started. Lots of things like that.

Will I have a white

dress when I graduate?

We'll see. Neeley will probably

have to have shoes by that time.

But, Mama. Well, talk to him about it.

If you can get him to quit coming

through the soles of his shoes.

It's just because he's a boy.

All right, Mama.

I will gladly do without so my little

brother can be happy with new shoes.

Little brother, my eye!

That'll do! Francie,

you read too much.

Well, hey, everybody.

Hi, Aunt Sissy!

What did you bring us?

I brung myself, chickabiddies.

Ain't that enough?

And a couple of magazines

from the dentist's.

What does he need

'em for or me, either.

I can't read like my

educated little niece here.

Hello, Katie,

my darling.

Good evening, Sissy.

Well, you look

fine, Katie.

Yeah, I look fine.

Who spilled the beans?

I forgot. It was old Barker's day here.

Where's Johnny? I was kinda

counting on him to be in my corner.

Sure. You and Johnny.

Look, Katie,

I didn't tell you

because I wanted to

bring Bill around.

But I couldn't. He's home

sleeping. He's a milkman, see?

Listen. You're gonna wish

me happiness, ain't you?

Naturally, I'm going to wish

you happiness this time, too.

Golly, why can't you skip to

the part where you forgive me?

You're going to

before you're through.

You know I'll get

around to you in the end.

Why can't you just be human

now and get it over with?

There ain't no one like you to get

around a person in the whole world,

unless it's Johnny.

You're in time for pie.

Go on now and sit down!

That's more like it.

That's my kid sister talking.

Just coffee for me. I gotta get

home soon and fix breakfast for Bill.

Breakfast? At night?

Yeah. Ain't it a riot?

We sleep all day long with the

shades pulled down to keep out the sun

and the windows shut

to keep out the noise.

It's fun. You don't

live like nobody else.

No, you sure don't.

Easy on the whip, kid. Wait till

you meet my Bill. You and him will...

Wouldn't you marry nobody if

they wasn't named Bill, Aunt Sis?

She might not remember

them if they wasn't.

Bill's got some other name.

Steve, I think it is.

But I always liked Bill.

A good man's name with

no stuck-up about it.

You'll be crazy about him, Katie. Yeah?

But the question is how

will him and you get along?

It's wrong, Sissy.

I mean, the others...

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