His mother died last month.

He's at a neighbor's now, but they're going to send him to a Home for Crippled Children; and he's grieving his heart out over it.

I'm going to bring him here to a real home--the kind that doesn't begin with a capital letter.

He adores music, and he's got real talent, I think.

Then there's the Greggorys." Aunt Hannah looked dubious.
"You can't get the Greggorys to--to use any of that happiness, Billy.
They're too proud." Billy smiled radiantly.
"I know I can't get them to _use_ it, Aunt Hannah, but I believe I can get them to _give_ it," she declared triumphantly.