Born to Be Bad Page #4

I heard the herkimers

were getting a divorce.

She left him,

anyway.

Oh, no. Now i'm stuck

with mrs. Herkimer.

You don't know

who she left him for, do you?

Ha ha ha!

Here we are.

You look even better

awake than sleeping.

Hmm?

You were asleep when i first

came in. Very appealing.

Donna tells me you're going

to the business school.

When you go to school,

i'm going to carry

your books for you.

What kind of books

are they?

I'm going to be

a file clerk.

At least, that's what

i'm going to start out as

after donna and curtis are married.

A file clerk? You?

It's not always easy

working for a relative.

They sometimes bend over

backwards not to show favoritism.

Not planning to take

donna's place, are you?

Oh, yes.

Have you seen

the view?

Yes.

It looks better

with me in it.

Curtis.

Yes.

You promised

to introduce me.

Right away.

If she played

her cards right...

she could win me.

Smells good.

What is it?

Beef stroganoff

- specialty of the house.

You could have

had it sooner.

I didn't miss it.

How do you know? You haven't tasted it yet.

How come donna

broke down

and let you visit a

strange man's apartment?

Oh, she didn't make me

turn you down

the other times

you called.

It was just that-

well, i was so busy

with school and having

my portrait painted.

Tagging around with donna and curtis.

Can you think

of any better company?

Me.

Oh. Ha ha!

How's

your shorthand?

Oh, it's terrible.

I've given it up.

How come?

Well, i don't think i can ever

replace donna in the office.

No, i don't

suppose you can.

Why not?

Now, look, it was

your idea, not mine.

Now, sing

for your supper.

Tell me the story

of your life.

Well, it's not

very wonderful.

Just a girl

who lost her parents

and went to live

with her poor aunt.

Of course, i could have

gone to live with uncle john.

He's the rich member

of the family,

but aunt clara

needed me.

It was worth

the sacrifice

just to bring her

a little happiness.

Go on.

That's all.

Ok, i'll get

the rest later.

Well, i told you, though,

there isn't any more.

I know you did, but that

isn't going to stop me.

I want to know

what's going on

in that pretty

little head-

in both

those heads.

What does that mean?

I think there are

two of you.

One is fictional-

a little gal

who sees herself getting

all the things she never had-

and the other one is real,

and i like her a lot.

Ha ha! Now you sound

like an author.

I am an author

and a darn good one.

You want to stay away

from me, don't you, chris?

At least

one of you does.

Why is that?

What's the reason,

chris? Is it this?

You want to know

something?

You're like me...

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