this book he kept with him at all times , locked away in a small chest with several other precious things . he hated for her to look at him that way . my aunt hugs her parents , having to jump up just to hug her father around the shoulder . we run across the empty car park . it would still be a pleasant wait through sleep . we were in the same boat . she relaxed , opened into the kiss . `` can you read us when we 're in human form ? '' 