If only someone at some point had told him or maybe he came up with it earlier. But him and Elder Kettle would have made a good team. Grandfather and Uncle. Odd pair to take care of a baby. But they would have worked and this extra grief that Mugman had would have never been a thing in the first place.
He could picture that little cottage. Place of horror. And their days would have been less numbered. It wasn't a bad idea but oh… well Elder Kettle was a veteran was he not? He got some sort of money respect? Hope so. Otherwise, Mugman realized longtime shifts and nights of little sleep. That left him with this.
Dear Brother, I am not one for fancy talkin'. In fact I never thought I would be writing to you. How is Chalice? By the way you can tell by that "brother" that this is in fact Mugman. I think you already know it without me explaining that. Anyways I write to plead for money. 30 dollars cash for your daughter.
One of your family, Mugman.
P.S, Maria said her first word already.
Don't worry those two. Uncle Mugman is going to live forever for her. If only he was just a tad bit more older.
Those faces are so blurred he cannot describe his actions. He only knows their words and can say them out-loud and think those empty thoughts.
Sally (Stageplay) told him she believed in him. Although her heart hurt to see goodbye to her newly acquired baby. An uncle is an uncle.
And there is no uncle in the world like Mugman.