her taste was so good that even in hell , it was paradise . people walking near by stopped to gawk at the sight . the afternoons were bright , warm , and full of summers last breath . a stray thought wandered in : why are n't we going to her house ? if you were sixteen , i 'd say no . `` he means , what do you mean ? '' the rest opened fire at the door . i cant just , well , i cant just , well , hide my head in the sand . 