Angels in Stardust Page #6

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But there is no evidence

that they hurt her.

Maybe you dreamt it, honey.

Dreamt it?

Sure. Sometimes you get

disturbing thoughts in your head,

and you wake up,

and you think that it happened.

Right, Clint?

It's happened to me.

You are so understanding, Clint.

You really wallop your head?

Ma drags that story out

every time I embarrass her.

I don't remember any such thing.

You think you dreamt it?

I don't know. They do.

So they let 'em go, huh?

Yeah.

Not good.

Nah.

They's pissed.

Well, if it ain't

our old buddy Vallie Sue.

I ever tell you how much I love

the name Vallie Sue, Mick?

Oh, sure.

You always tell me

how much you love Vallie Sue,

so much you could eat her.

That's right.

I'd eat her all up.

Why don't you smile

for the birdie, girl?

Hey, you got no right

to do that!

Oh, rights?

Heh.

We just begun exercising our rights,

darling.

Jerks!

Whoo!

What'd Ms. Bowes want?

Uh, She wanted to talk to my mom

about trying

to get me a scholarship

to the Latin School

in Oklahoma City.

Well, she'll have to call

missing persons for that.

Speaking of missing,

I saw Francine

on a missing-person

poster.

Oh, no, she ain't missing.

She just ran away.

You said she was murdered.

Daisy Shoop said someone saw her

at the bus station

the day she vanished.

And 'sides, you need a body

or bloody clothes for murder.

Why would she run away?

Well, her father found out

that she was donating the family

jewels to the local stud farm.

Huh.

You know, she probably

ran off to Hollywood.

She always did want

to be a movie star.

Either way,

she ain't coming back.

That is so cool.

I'm so happy.

Hey, what's going on?

You'll never guess.

Well, if I gotta guess,

then I don't want to know.

Lisa's pregnant.

Pregnant?

Uh-huh.

Two months.

Wow. Well,

congratulations.

Whoo!

Whoo!

Yeah, boy!

Hey, Ma...

Mm-hmm.

I need to talk to you.

Oh, I can't talk right now.

Well, Mickey and Old Ray

are after me.

Oh, ignore them.

They're just trying to scare you.

Yeah, they're doing a good job.

They just ran me off the road.

Oh, what did you expect,

that they'd love you?

I don't have time

to deal with your crazy

stories right now.

The Sheriff'll keep 'em in line.

What are you doing that's

so damn important?

I told you.

I got a date

with that guy I been seeing,

the rancher.

So?

"So"?

He's an ex-rodeo star,

and he's so nice.

Okay.

Uh-huh.

All right.

What's his name?

Hooty Hargrove.

Hooty?

That's his stage name

or corral name or something,

but I call him Hoyt.

That's his Christian name,

Hoyt Hargrove.

Ain't that nice?

Great. Yep.

Oh, that's him. Okay.

So you need to stay away

from those mangy characters,

you hear?

Mm-hmm.

Wish me luck.

Yeah.

This guy isn't like the others.

How so?

Well... Heh.

Think he's the gusher she's

been prospecting for.

Says he's gonna be our savior.

Tall order.

Heh.

Yeah.

Hey, look.

It's Hooty!

Look at that.

Hey, Hooty.

Oh, yes, it is.

Hooty, how are you?

Oh, good. Good.

I'm your biggest fan.

Boy, I seen you ride

a million times.

Yes, he has.

Ah, thank you.

Thank you very much.

Oh, uh, this is my wife, Denise.

Hi.

Oh, pleasure.

It's so nice to meet you.

I just adore your ads

for Mammon Meats,

Mr. Hargrove.

Oh, well, thank you, ma'am.

We do our best.

Now, are you a rodeo star, too?

Oh, no. I'm just

here with Hoyt.

Sure looks like

a movie star, Hooty.

Yes, she does.

Ah, she sure does.

Mr. Hargrove,

I don't want to put you out,

but do you mind signing

an autograph for my son?

Why, sure. Why, sure.

I'd be happy to.

Oh, thank you so much.

You got it.

Denise. Mm-hmm.

It's Denise.

There it is.

There it is!

Would you sign it, too?

Me? You don't want

my autograph!

Yes, I do!

Yeah, she does.

She does. Gotta keep

the public happy, hon!

Okay.

Thank you.

You are such a lovely couple.

Ah, thank you.

Do you have children?

Nah. No. No.

We don't want no young'uns

running around here.

Been there, done that!

When we had

a rock-'n-'roll band...

Thank you.

That's really nice.

So nice to meet you.

Thank you very much.

Nice to meet you folks.

You guys have fun now.

Ooh, honey.

Look at 'em.

There they go.

Hooty!

Vallie...

did Ma come home last night?

Nah. Come here, bud.

That's three days.

She hasn't never stayed

away three whole days.

Yeah.

Well, she called,

said she'd be home later.

This one gonna be our dad?

I... I don't know.

If he's gonna be our dad,

we ought to meet him,

don't you think?

Well, he's not marrying us.

Not too high.

Hey, look it right there.

That's that little sh*t's cat.

Let's get him, man.

Whoo! Whoo!

Yeah, boy!

Pleasant!

Wait...

Vallie...

Oh.

Someone killed Spirit.

Spirit.

He looks terr...

No, no, don't touch it.

I'm sorry.

It's not an it!

Okay.

It's a him,

and I can't just leave him here!

I know. I know, bud.

I'm sorry, okay?

Look, um, uh,

go... go get his box.

Okay, hurry.

I'm gonna watch him.

We're gonna...

We're gonna hide him.

We're gonna properly

bury him after school.

Okay.

And Tenkill can help.

We... We don't

need Tenkill.

We have to do it with Tenkill!

Okay, okay.

We'll do it with Tenkill. I promise.

Go get the box, 'kay, bud?

Oh, Spirit.

Well, I think

that's plenty deep.

Spirit.

Do you think there's

a Heaven, Tenkill?

Well, I think

there's a unity in life

and we share a kinship

to everything

that lives and dies,

no matter how big or small.

Hey...

there's a Heaven...

and Spirit's in it.

Hi, hon.

Hi.

You going somewhere?

Just getting some things

to take to Hoyt's.

I had to wear

one of his shirts today.

Can you believe it?

Oh.

Yeah, you been there a lot.

Honey,

we are having

such a wonderful time.

I can't believe it.

It's so easy.

Mm.

Pleasant misses you a lot.

Oh, the sweetheart.

Mm. Well, you tell him

that I'll be home

tomorrow night.

Hoyt willing.

You okay?

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

I'm doing this for us, you know.

Yeah, sure.

Oh, my God.

You know, Pleasant's

been spending

lots of time with Tenkill.

He has?

Well...

Tenkill likes him.

He'll be all right.

There's money for groceries

on the counter.

See you tomorrow.

Hopefully.

Might be...

Oh, what is that?

Pleasant, what are you doing?

Thought I saw a rat.

Wha... A rat?

What's the matter with you!

Get out of there!

Groceries.

Oh, yeah.

What is it?

Poster about Francine.

Sweet. What's it

say about her?

Read it yourself.

Writing's too small.

You can't read that?

What?

Hey, girlie.

Where's your ma at?

- She's around.

- Yeah?

'Cause I ain't seen her

around lately.

She went off with that

broke-down rodeo star,

leave her

little chickens for us.

Hey, I ain't no chicken.

Heh heh.

Keep that up, chickpea,

I'm gonna have to squash you

like that raggedy

old cat of yours.

Hey!

You won't do nothing of the sort, you hear!

You better leave us alone.

Come on.

Come on, Pleasant.

Come on.

It's too much talk.

Hey, buddy.

Yeah?

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