Sometimes, though, I think Tommy's empty, lost in another way maybe.   While he gained a sense of pride through Uncle Sam, there's something that disappeared over there.  He didn't loose his mind like Uncle Mike, but something else.   Maybe something more like his self, something like a soul, or the notion of it anyway.  It's whatever made him Baby Tommy, you know, Baby Tommy.   I'd imagine whatever it was must have vanished, scared off during the explosion, floating away, leaving a hole instead filled with fear.  You can see it in his eyes, the fear, an emptiness, not Tommy.   Tommy's no longer there.  It's just like when we told him about those werewolves, something in him floated away, though came back when he caught sight of Bill laughing.   But this time, it's only the Truck. 

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