after a few seconds a man in his late fifties , with long gray hair hanging down almost to his shoulders , opened the door . they didnt pray at the table after what happened to his father . `` why are you telling me to watch out ? '' james , i hate to play tit for tat , as they say , but i needed you . she let her winds die again and lowered her arms . it looked like you were enjoying it . `` you 're eighteen , you can move out . 