"I'm gonna cook up some fried eggs, bacon and tators. How's that? And more coffee."
Edie shook her head yes but replied, "Please don't go to any trouble. Just coffee would be fine. Susan might want something, though."
"Ya, can't live on coffee. Dear, if ya don't mind me askin' , was it the diabetes that took your legs?"
"No, it wasn't diabetes. It was a fire. But I would rather not talk about it. Why does Harry go to the train station?" Edie had to change the subject, while Miss Mable still had her mouth wide open with surprise to Edie's comment. Miss Mable was a nice lady and very good-hearted but she sure was nosy. She asked a dozen questions. She never answered why Harry goes to the station. But Edie found out that Miss Mable and Harry were not sister and brother. Mable told Edie in secret because she was leaving and she wouldn't be able to tell anyone. Edie thought, oh well, let her live in her dream land. She was simple-minded. Harry met her working in a general store when she was fourteen living in a small town called Berryville, Arkansas.
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