because i never want to see this bird again . '' he kept to the shadows , looking out . he only spoke to me directly . crumbs fell from his mouth and bounced on the table . a spray of needles landed on the welcome mat . youre just his uncle , after all . it would make a fun drinking game , if he were in the mood for fun . `` i do n't know what to do about it . '' if they needed help , who were they going to call ? '' 