you have the right to remain silent ... . one hit her face , a delicate blow , and she peeled it off her own cheek , soft and wilted . some sort of weight pressed down on his legs , his stomach , his arms . i was worried that you wouldnt come . he asked , mock dusting off his shoulders . i watched as she flipped through them and actually found the right key on the first guess . they 're long , like he is . i tried to use my fingers to pull my hand up to my pocket . 