his gaze was locked on her , his features half in shadow , half in light . let me get a look at you . she laughs and i join in , my voice blending with hers like cream into coffee . which could just mean someone had pulled in to turn around , then left . `` and then she 'd simply have to stand by and watch you die of cancer , heart disease , or just plain old age . '' i do n't want to kill or be intrigued by death . 