Frankie: Brick, did you make your own lunch?
Brick: Uh-huh. Did it all by myself.
Frankie: Hey.
Frankie: [v.o.] And suddenly everything seemed hopeful. One less thing I'd have to do tomorrow. And for the rest of my life. Brick would make sandwiches, Axl would learn to drive, and soon time for trips to the carpet remnant store whenever I wanted. [phone rings] Or so I thought.
Frankie: [answers phone] Hello?
Aunt Edie: Frankie.
Frankie: Oh, hi, Aunt Edie. Uh-huh. Okay. Be right over.