`` where are we supposed to find a cow ? '' he settled comfortably in the cradle of her thighs . then she leapt on him , nuzzling , squeezing , as if she could n't get close enough to him , as if she wanted in him . i 'm afraid of what it might mean for us ... and my child . '' what didnt make sense was melissas death . no , it was built after my time . these will make good fill for my goddamned marsh , he said as he continued walking toward frank . 