fixing my arm did n't take very long yesterday once he 'd dragged me cross the square to a clinic where men in white coats set it and gave me two injeckshuns of bone-mending that hurt more than the break but by then he was already gone , promising i 'd see viola the next night ( tonight , tonight ) and already outta reach of a million and one askings about how he came to be embracing her and calling her all friendly-like by her first name and how she 's working as a doctor or something and how she had to leave to go to a funeral and- ( and how my heart just exploded from my chest when i saw her- ) ( and how it hurt all over again when she left- ) and then off she went somehow to a life of her own already being lived out there somewhere without me in it and then there was just me and my arm going back to the cathedral with the painkillers making me so sleepy i barely had time to fall on my mattress before blinking right out .