i hear a bus pull up behind us , a loud whoosh of air breaking through the otherwise quiet morning . he only did what he thought best . '' i felt a tingling heat spread to my cheeks . i am forever grateful to you for saving my daughters life . as if in reply , thomas quickly filled the library door with a concerned expression that caused all three of them to look toward him at once . as it is , there 's nothing to do-nothing independent . my head fell back , and i knew i was losing the battle . 