"George wouldn't mind either. I think he's doing better. I hope."
Glad for the distraction from his poor brother, Patrick shook his head, lightly so she could keep playing with his hair. He liked it. "No, I understand they see me differently here. I get prayers in New York because of the diocese and a few in New Orleans because of their church there with my name. But mostly I'm a parade in the states. I'm green and clovers and leprechauns. I can't complain any more. I have so much, I wouldn't want to be any different."