afraid she 'd pour through his arms , she sighed . `` i do n't see how you made it this long . chapter seven `` what are you guys doing here ? '' i know u walk home from work-when i get back i 'm teaching u how 2 drive , no more excuses from u . they were hit from behind by a drunk driver going eighty miles an hour . he fought the sensation to cough , terrified of its implication . follow their path and see what the bullets may have hit . 