`` love you more , '' i whisper , leaning my head back against him . `` come , my lady , it 's the pie . '' the snakes started moving , slithering toward me . i can hardly remember a time when my father 's temper was n't hanging over our heads . emma 's way of telling me there would be no zombies out tonight . he was completely earnest in this , and for a moment i could n't think of an answer . i do n't think of things like pregnancy or disease . 