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What do you call him

What do you call him? My cousin Gertie smirked a bit. You go first, she said. We call him blue-eyed-stare-boy I call him the weirdy cat. He is a distant cousin. Comes to our family reunion once a year. Never speaks. We have tried and tried. I do not think he ever blinks Gertie said. I don’t think he knows English, I said. Distant cousin did not waste time with either of us. Did not speak and did not want to. Giving us both the creeps.

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