if grace returned , he could explain that he fell out of bed . or perhaps manipulate her without her knowledge . a rope had been tied around his ankles , then looped round and round his legs before finally coming up to secure his hands tightly behind his back . and then i want desserts-pastries and tarts and every kind of sweets . '' it was the smell of a closet full of winter clothes the first time you open it in the late fall . yet , i did nothing to stop him . not even when his fingers closed around mine . 