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I’d be lonely if you and Evelyn both moved out.’
    ‘I don’t think I will. Anyway, let’s just watch Paul Newman,’ the girl said, taking a cigarette from her mom’s pack on the table. She lit it and sat down.
    After supper they watched Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Her mother fell asleep and the girl drank coffee and ate ice cream and watched Paul Newman ride alongside Robert Redford. The two joking back and forth and robbing banks and hiding out together in Bolivia.
    When the movie ended she woke her mother and helped her to bed. She put a glass of water on her night stand and made sure her alarm clock was set and the curtains shut.
    She went to the bathroom, got nail polish remover, nail polish, and an emery board, then filled her coffee from the pot on the stove and sat back down. She had toilet paper balled up between her toes and was blowing on her nails when she heard the front door open. Her sister Evelyn walked in carrying a sleeping bag and a backpack.
    ‘What are you doing here?’ she said excitedly.
    ‘It’s a Paul Newman marathon. Nobody’s Fool is on.’
    ‘No kidding?’ her sister said and flopped down on the couch. She was sixteen, with the same black hair and blue eyes and thin body as her sister. ‘But he’s old in this one.’
    ‘Yeah, but he’s still cute.’
    ‘Cute in a gross old man sorta way. They shown The Sting yet?’
    ‘No, it’s coming up after this one, I think. They just finished Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid .’
    ‘I like Robert Redford better in that one,’ Evelyn said and took off her shoes. ‘But I like Paul Newman better in The Sting . I’m so stoned right now. We went up to the lake. Me and Junior and a couple of his friends. His brother rented a house boat.’
    ‘That sounds nice.’
    ‘What smells so good? Mom didn’t cook, did she?’
    ‘No, I made lasagna.’
    ‘I’ve hardly eaten all weekend,’ she said and went to the kitchen and came back with a Coke, a plate of lasagna, and a package of saltines. ‘You still staying with what’s his face?’
    ‘Jimmy.’
    ‘If you ask me he’s a loser.’
    ‘I’m looking at Paul Newman right now.’
    ‘He’s too old in this one.’
    ‘I’d go out with him.’
    ‘That’s sick, that’s like Mr Renton when he lived next door. Imagine if you were having sex with him. He’d be stuttering, then his teeth would fall out and hit you on the head.’
    ‘That’s sick.’
    ‘That’s what I’m trying to tell you. You want to see something?’
    ‘I’m not sure.’
    ‘It hurt so bad I started crying.’ She pulled her top off. She turned on the lamp next to her. There were silver rings in her nipples. ‘I got them pierced. It hurt so bad. Worse than my tattoo. It’s lucky I don’t have to wear a bra ’cause that would kill.’
    ‘My God, that looks painful.’
    ‘We were drunk and Junior talked me into it. He has this friend and he did it at his shop for free. I might take them out. It’s supposed to feel good but I don’t know. They say it’s not supposed to hurt for too long. I’ve been putting hydrogen peroxide on it three or four times a day, but still.’
    ‘Do you have to sleep on your back?’
    ‘Yeah, but I like sleeping on my back.’
    ‘The show’s on again.’ Paul Newman was in an old pickup truck. His kid and grandkid were there, sitting next to him. There was snow on the ground and they were having a hard time starting the beat-up truck.
    ‘How’s the Plaza?’
    ‘All right, but I should try to get in somewhere where the tips are better. Plus that place has the worst food in the world. At least a couple times a day I get yelled at ’cause of it. Even the drunk people complain.’
    ‘You should waitress in a fancy place and then you’d make a fortune.’
    ‘I should.’
    ‘Junior and I are going to move down to Mexico. His grandfather just died and he’s gonna get something like five thousand dollars. Can you imagine having that kind of money? You can rent a