she coughed loudly into her fist , sucked a harsh , liquid breath back into her body . she 's has n't lived on the streets in years-before her apartment , she was in a series of group homes-but she still is n't exactly the most reliable person i know . he sneaked in occasional blinks as the men approached but continued to lay motionless . the present was in a small wooden crate , wrapped with a twine bow . there were small urns attached to the front of them , because these were actually boxes of dead people . 