he buried his head into his hands , the last ring of the phone swirled in his brain , circled in a torrential cacophony , and then finally imploded into the voice of his dead child anthony , whispering in his eardont let her die , dont let her die , keep her safe , keep samantha safe ... chapter nineteen mandy gestalts knees were dug deep into the brown , sandbox dirt , implanting themselves below the lighter , granular sand to the darker , cooler , brown sand beneath .