than I thought it would be with people just heading nowhere it seemed.  Across from the hospital was a subway stop which explained the foot traffic. We caught the aroma from a pizza joint with a sidewalk walk up window, the fresh baked pizza smelled good. We stopped for a minute and looked around. 

“How about a slice?”

“Sure.”

“Hey bud, two slices and two cokes.”

We stood there eating pizza and slurping down some soda. It was the first food I had had since the Thanksgiving feast that morning at Pumpkins. “So what's the plan?”

“I say we walk on over there and find out what room she is in and take things from there.  Bold as a brass balled monkey.”

Uncle Louie wiped his face with the back of his hand and...

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