he does n't answer , but i know he knows the truth by the quirky way his mouth is moving . she 's bending her head to listen to an old man as though he 's the most important thing in her world . and moving would be hard with only one hand . it was feeding time , and the air was thick and moist . he rubbed his hand against the gold necklace that never left him . her blue eyes gazed at him as though she did n't believe he was real . i want to explain yesterdays unfortunate misunderstanding . 