ben did n't need to catch her ; all he had to do was to get out of her way as she carried into the pipe . no , because you will never know . a hard grip had always promised pain would follow and i had learned to flee , to hide . it had been a long time since she felt this way , many years in fact , but the feeling was back and she did n't like it . on the seventh afternoon , my worries finally get the best of me . 