Eddie agrees. There are days, when he gets angry or hurt or scared - where he fantasizes about taking it out on Carl Brock. Then he remembers the old man is all he has and Carl is his only family and he-

dismisses it.

Something trickles into the back of his mind as he chuckles, "...Good ole' Carl. I can help you with that. you make your own ink?

Like for writing?"

There's a note of hunger in his voice.