"A bunch of third cousins in Chicago I think."
They don't matter. Any close friends?
Eddie looked down at the floor, where George was trying to get up. "I used to have one," he said.
But not now—not any longer. Good! Then you can come with me, Eddie. I had to make sure of that first. You ready?
"Where are we going?"
Just have some patience and you'll see for yourself.
"Maybe I won't like it."
"He's talking to himself again," George said. "Am I glad my cousin didn't marry him! Lucky Judy."
Ready, Eddie? Hah! A poet and don't know it!
"Umm."