we have n't said what we 're thankful for yet . '' a minute later , he thanked the doctor for his time , then returned the phone to its cradle and sat back in his chair , letting the breath he 'd been holding for what seemed like forever slide slowly from his lungs . i would have to stay ahead of them at all times , or or kill them all somehow i gasped at this thought . was it real or just another lie ? aw , jess , i wish i had advice to make it all better . 