he leaned the stick up against the wall and glanced out the window again , frowning . i want you to know that i 'm done . i 'm afraid i 'm falling in love with you . `` can we be with you to the very end ? '' part of me had hoped he would have come here , too . dixie is whining again , hearing the sirens on the highway . you know i would not ask if i did . whoever this is , they 're not smarter than all of us . 