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"
Not
particularly
.
When
he
moved
in
he
seemed
kinda
helpless
—
he
didn
’
t
even
know
to
heat
-
seal
the
windows
.
These
days
he
still
looks
like
he
doesn
’
t
know
what
he
’
s
doing
here
.
When
he
’
s
here
—
he
’
s
here
,
then
he
’
s
gone
again
.
I
’
ve
seen
him
out
walking
from
time
to
time
.
He
’
s
no
trouble
.
"
"
Maybe
he
’
s
a
bank
robber
.
"
"
Uh
-
huh
.
Just
what
I
was
thinking
.
"
"
You
were
not
.
That
was
my
idea
.
Listen
,
Mags
,
how
are
you
?
Are
you
okay
?
"
"
Yeah
.
"
"
Really
?
"
"
No
.
"
A
long
pause
then
.
"
I
’
m
coming
up
to
see
you
.
"
"
Sammy
,
no
.
"
"
It
’
ll
be
after
the
weekend
before
the
furnaces
are
working
and
school
starts
again
.
It
’
ll
be
fun
.
You
can
make
up
a
bed
on
the
couch
for
me
.
And
invite
the
mysterious
neighbor
over
for
dinner
one
night
.
"
