"Mama had me so worried about him being here, telling me how rich he is and how old his familyis and allthat stuff." "She was worried?"Danasked. "You know she was. It was all she would talk about. I guess she thought he was goingto walk inthe house withhis nose up in the air, or something." Pausing to wipe Jason's chin. He went on chewingcontentedly. "What do youthink now?" "I think he's nice."Amy spoke with self-conscious brightness. "He doesn't act like he's better thanus at all." "He's not better thanus." "You know what I mean."Amy reached for the ashtray. "He doesn't act like he thinks he is. What is his familylike?" "I've only met his sister. Her name is Courtenay. She's fine. We don't get along all that well when we're together, but I like her." "She doesn't think you're good enoughfor him?" Dan shook his head, "Not so much that. They're close, Ford and her. They looked after each other when they were growing up, sort of like you and me. I think she feels like I'm taking him away from her.
