i had n't seen him since christmas and only then for a few hours . he stops then spins dropping his mouth . `` i think it 's burned down enough so it 's not a danger , '' mother said , her voice wooden . he asks this in a quieter voice . suddenly i did n't want to hear it . then the moaning continued as if long sealed wooden doors were being forced open and so i broke and ran . we had a big , big pile of good times together ! she pushed higher onto her toes . 