Angels in Stardust Page #7

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No, it's okay.

It's a common mistake.

Well, thank you,

Ms. Bowes.

Mrs.

Good for you.

Night.

Come on, Pleasant.

Let's go, bud.

Thank you.

Bye.

Appreciate it.

Hey, Ma...

Mm-hmm.

What do you think about me

getting into that Latin School?

Oh, Vallie, how are we

ever going to afford that?

And to what purpose, hon?

Do you think you're gonna

be President or something?

She thinks I could be a writer.

Oh, hon...

Yeah?

You gotta be sensitive to the

limitations of your birth.

Your best bet is to do

like Elaine Howser did

or my pitiful mama

for that matter,

found a nice man,

take her away from

a hardscrabble life.

Ain't seen hide nor hair

of her since I was 10.

Don't that make you mad?

Mad? No.

Who could blame her?

Daddy worked us like dogs,

worse than dogs.

Evening, ladies.

God damn it, you got

some airs about you

for trailer trash, chickpea.

I hate him, Ma.

Some b*tches.

Being neighborly is all.

All right! Bikes!

Why do you always get

the good stuff?

I'm a wish-book beast.

Yeah.

I take that one and that one,

ooh, and that one.

You'd be

a three-bike boy.

Yeah.

Your turn.

All right.

Come on. Be good.

What...

Lawn furniture?

We don't have a lawn.

Yeah, exactly.

Wait a minute.

What's that?

It's a Black & Decker

bug zapper.

Cool. I'll trade you

one of my bikes for it.

Okay.

But I want the Razor.

Okay.

Tenkill says

Thunderbird makes thunder

to protect us

from witches at night.

Hey, that's heathen stuff.

Vallie.

Pleasant, you're

supposed to be asleep.

I can't.

Can you give me

something to dream on?

Yeah.

Ready?

Yeah.

Imagine you're

in a ferocious battle.

Your men are pinned down

on Slaughterhouse Hill.

Only one person has

the speed and daring

to make it up the hill

and save 'em...

Sergeant Russell,

fighting man of fury!

This one's cool.

Can you take it from here?

Yeah.

Night, Vallie.

Night, Pleasant.

We got some cool stuff

for Mom's Birthday, Val.

Yeah, we sure did.

What are we looking at?

...really perform.

I just...

I can't even tell you how

much that meant to me. Just...

That's so kind of you to say.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Such a pleasure.

Goodbye.

Thanks. Goodbye.

Hello.

Hi.

Did you want me to sign a book?

Oh, I... I don't have one.

Oh. Would you

like a book?

Yes, please, ma'am, I would.

Thank you, Bobby.

What's your name?

Vallie Sue.

That's very pretty.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Bye.

What'd she write?

"Turn your dreams and ambitions

into tomorrow's daily bread."

What's that mean?

She thinks we should

change our diet.

Wow, cool.

How's she know what we eat?

Come on, bud.

I don't see her.

Is that her?

Oh, no.

Some dumb old guy's with her.

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