"Uncle Ben, why did you never learn to mind your own business?"

Uncle Ben pulled some of the bandages away from his face.

Uncle Ben kept repeating the name, as if he just couldn't believe it.

Uncle Ben raised a hand to stop us at the tunnel entrance.

Uncle Ben had made such a big deal about us sticking close together.

Uncle Ben pulled something out of his pocket and held it up.

Uncle Ben took a couple of steps after him.

Uncle Ben carefully passed it to one of the workers.

Uncle Ben gripped the edge of the door with both hands.

Uncle Ben had invited her to join us for a barbecue.