The power of the dog

 

Rose Gordon: When I was little, I felt a chill in my spine when I heard the chalk squeak on a blackboard. Mrs. Merchant, that's who it was. She drew chalk stars by our names on the blackboard. I wonder why it was stars she gave us. Why not diamonds? Why not hearts? Why not spades? I wonder why it was always stars. 

Peter Gordon: Because stars are supposed to be unreachable. 

Rose Gordon: Yes. But they weren't unreachable, because she gave them to us.