Ice Cream Man Page #3

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through your mother again.

Heather?

- Hey you know, Heather's

been acting a lot weirder

around her mom lately.

- Well her father being

a minister, all the more

they just talk about god.

- No but that's not it,

it's just, I don't know,

she's just, acting weird.

- Anybody for ice cream.

- Nah, we just had ice cream.

- Can you ever have

too much ice cream?

- Impossible.

- Nah, I gotta get home,

my mom's gonna kill me.

- Come into my house

with small Paul and me.

- I gotta get home.

- Tuna?

- Ah, my mom certainly gets

mad about all the ice cream

I spill on my shirts.

- Last one there is a

string of squint snot!

- What, now small Paul's trying

to pin the rotten egg on me.

I'll see if I ever invite

you to my birthday party.

- What, I didn't do anything.

- Hello?

- Oh, well well.

What do we have here,

want some ice cream?

- Uhm, uhm, maybe not.

It's too close to dinner.

- Ah come on, what's

your favorite flavor.

Oh no wait wait let me

guess, let me guess,

don't say anything, I uh,

it's uhm, I can taste it!

Butter brickle.

- How'd you know that?

- Because it's my favorite flavor too.

- Wow.

- You like my ice cream truck?

- Yeah, I never saw

the insides before.

- You know, it's hard to meet

friends when you're always

stuck on the inside.

- I know, I had to stay inside

a lot when I was little.

Because I was really sick.

That's why I'm so small.

- You know, I was sick

too when I was little.

But I'm better now.

Here you go!

- Wow, I don't think i

have enough money for that.

- My treat.

Hey little boy, you want

some free ice cream?

Ah this little fella got

hurt, I'm gonna take him

to the hospital.

Hey!

Hey, hey hey!

You little turds are

gonna have to learn

you can't run from the ice cream man,

I know where you live,

you tell anybody,

I'm gonna get your mom and dad!

- Who's that?

What's the matter?

How long have you been here?

- All night.

The ice cream man, he...

He, he, he killed the park guy!

- He killed small Paul.

- So what do we do?

- My dad will know what to do.

- He's out there.

- I'll follow you to your

house, and go through

the backyards to let

you to mine, come on.

- I drove by the bank an

hour ago and the whole place

was shut up, dark as a tomb.

- So, I drove by

the bar after I got off,

what of it?

- Oh so now the story changes

to you left work on time,

but you hung out at a

bar for four hours?

Mister, shoes on the

porch, you know the rules.

- No, I worked late

and then I got one at the bar.

- Mom, I saw--

- come on Marion!

Just admit it, you think

I'm seeing someone else.

- Think, I know you're

seeing somebody else Martin,

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