i open the oven door and pull out the biscuits just as the timer rings . but it was because you did n't understand what he was doing -and why . when i get back , i swear i 'm going to- '' `` going to do what ? '' he pushed his tongue against his teeth . i was just thinking on the way home from town that maybe talking this out might help . the man was n't coming fast , probably scared of being shot . the instant panic that spread through my body was like a virus . 