He used to come by sometimes and watch my show with me. The number’s from that.” “What show is that?” “Mister Rogers.” “You mean the nice little white man who sings? With the puppets?” “That’s Mister Rogers’s address. One forty-three. You know what one forty-three means?” “No, Soup.” His stoic face folded into a smile. “I would tell you, but I don’t wanna spoil it.”
