`` god , i 'm so glad , '' i said , reluctantly letting go of him . she shifted her gaze to see those blue eyes again . some look like junk and others like art and the deep shades of grey in the sky blend well with everything . perhaps a hand shoved through my chest , crushing it . a speedboat passed by them , the motion of the boat causing large waves in its wake . she did that to me , and it was aggravating . between cases , there was a low buzz of conversation . 