Under the Bed Page #3

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He got sent away

to protect him from me.

That's right,

I'm his brother, Paulie.

I don't remember

what happened that night.

When I came to

the next morning,

he was halfway

across the country,

and I was in a straitjacket.

What the hell are you talking about?

You're like three.

Mm-hmm.

That's how I get away with it.

Let's get outta here.

You seem like you came

out of everything okay.

Better than ever, baby.

Wow.

So, Neal, sorry about that.

I'll see you around, I guess.

Yeah.

So...

from the foot of the bed

or the side, most often?

Definitely the side.

Any idea what time?

Not really.

It's when it's dark and late...

really late.

Any contact?

What do you mean?

Like talking, messages, or...?

I don't think so.

What does it do?

It reaches.

Dinner, boys.

Come on.

It's very good, dear.

I see the salad is very popular.

- It is.

- Mm-hmm.

I cut mean vegetables.

Oh. Isn't this wonderful?

We're finally all here.

So where did you

wind up going?

Oh!

Stop that.

Melanie's.

I love that place.

It's such a great idea.

Is that where

your appetite went, Neal?

- Paulie? Stop that.

- Enough.

You're not tossing food.

No, I didn't eat

my sandwich, either.

You want me to cook

you something?

- You sure?

- No, no.

No, like a souffl, you know.

I'd like to see that.

So where's Neal gonna sleep?

Well, Angela and I

talked about that a little bit,

and, um, you know,

Paulie's in your old room,

so we thought maybe

you'd be okay

trying something a little different.

I made a bed for you

in Paulie's old room.

I hope that's okay.

Paulie's room.

That's great, considering that all...

all my sh*t is in there.

So nice to see

many of your happy faces here

supporting theater in the schools.

Maybe that'll send

the school board a message, huh?

Well, you might have noticed

that our turnout

for this year's school play

is a little light.

You can thank your parents

for responding so well

to my original piece I wrote,

Hero or Cheater?"

Undaunted, I'm gonna move on

to my next project,

which will be a lot of fun.

We're gonna do "The Crucible,

the Musical," and...

Wake up!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Look, I get that you need

some time to readjust, Neal.

Okay, I do,

but I got you two

staring off into nothing.

You're not eating.

You sure as sh*t don't care

about Angela's feelings.

And you know what

I don't want, boys?

I don't want today

to become every other day.

We used to be normal.

Do you remember that?

We're gonna be again.

We're gonna be,

but it's up to you boys.

Paulie?

Angela and I have decided

we're gonna keep you

out of school for a little while.

No. No, no, no,

you can't do that!

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