in some spots there was gravel , but for the most part it was loose dirt . like a square-that was her grandfather 's basement . for me , the dead deserve justice as much as the living . one day it was just lost and the next it was here . i never used to , i muttered as i brushed asphalt off my pant leg . replied the young lady when she saw the familiar character . `` enough to make ye want another , is n't it ? '' 