Alberta Quotes in Green Grass, Running Water
“You used to sell televisions and stereos at Bursum’s, too.”
“Yeah, and there’s the difference. I used to sell that crap. But I don’t anymore. I got out and made something of myself. Lionel’s never going to get out. Hell, another couple of years and he’ll be back on the reserve running for council. Besides, you know how I feel about you.”
“It’s one of the reasons I’m going to Blossom.”
In the morning, before the sun was up, Alberta went outside. The blanket was folded and waiting on the wood table. The pickup was sitting in a small lake where the outhouse used to be, the water above the wheels and the doors. The air was clear, and Alberta could see all the way to the mountains and across the prairies until the land outran itself.
The older guy and the skinny kid made Amos take everything out of the truck. They unwrapped the dance outfits and laid them on the asphalt.
“Shouldn’t put the outfits down like that,” said Amos. “It isn’t right.”
“Guess we’re the ones to say what’s right and what’s not right,” said the guard. “Isn’t that right?”
“That’s sacred stuff,” said Amos.
“No,” said the guard. “What we have here are eagle feathers.”
Lionel waited until Charlie’s car disappeared down the road. “So,” he said to Alberta, “you in town for the weekend?”
“That’s right,” said Alberta. “Figured I’d give Norma a hand.”
“With what?”
“With the cabin,” said Norma. “You can help, too.”
Lionel stopped what he was doing and looked at Norma and then he looked at the dam. “You’re not serious?”
“Sure she is, brother,” said Latisha.
“Won’t take much,” said Norma. “We’ll get Harley’s truck and drag as many logs as we can back up here, and what we’re short, we can cut and bring in.”
“That’s a lot of work,” said Lionel.
“My mother did it,” said Norma. “Did it all by herself.”
Alberta set her feet in the mud and put her hands on her hips. “You can help or you can sell televisions.”
Alberta Quotes in Green Grass, Running Water
“You used to sell televisions and stereos at Bursum’s, too.”
“Yeah, and there’s the difference. I used to sell that crap. But I don’t anymore. I got out and made something of myself. Lionel’s never going to get out. Hell, another couple of years and he’ll be back on the reserve running for council. Besides, you know how I feel about you.”
“It’s one of the reasons I’m going to Blossom.”
In the morning, before the sun was up, Alberta went outside. The blanket was folded and waiting on the wood table. The pickup was sitting in a small lake where the outhouse used to be, the water above the wheels and the doors. The air was clear, and Alberta could see all the way to the mountains and across the prairies until the land outran itself.
The older guy and the skinny kid made Amos take everything out of the truck. They unwrapped the dance outfits and laid them on the asphalt.
“Shouldn’t put the outfits down like that,” said Amos. “It isn’t right.”
“Guess we’re the ones to say what’s right and what’s not right,” said the guard. “Isn’t that right?”
“That’s sacred stuff,” said Amos.
“No,” said the guard. “What we have here are eagle feathers.”
Lionel waited until Charlie’s car disappeared down the road. “So,” he said to Alberta, “you in town for the weekend?”
“That’s right,” said Alberta. “Figured I’d give Norma a hand.”
“With what?”
“With the cabin,” said Norma. “You can help, too.”
Lionel stopped what he was doing and looked at Norma and then he looked at the dam. “You’re not serious?”
“Sure she is, brother,” said Latisha.
“Won’t take much,” said Norma. “We’ll get Harley’s truck and drag as many logs as we can back up here, and what we’re short, we can cut and bring in.”
“That’s a lot of work,” said Lionel.
“My mother did it,” said Norma. “Did it all by herself.”
Alberta set her feet in the mud and put her hands on her hips. “You can help or you can sell televisions.”