a big red bow was set on top of the foil . when he walked toward the gathering his suit pants looked like they should crack with each step but instead were as silent as a cemetery . somehow , though , she really did n't think so . she was leaning over and rinsing the soap from her brown hair when he first saw her . all of them have been , but that does n't mean anything . it would set in the north just as quickly . my eyes drop to my shirt . 