as i recall there is a town not far from here , a place where we can find shelter , dry our clothes and cook some food . he jerked his head to the door . how could he murder his own flesh and blood ? i did n't understand what she meant , but it did n't matter . then he crumpled it into a tight ball and threw it away . leaving the room , he closed the door behind him . i reach a hand into his hair and hold him tightly , pushing him where i want him . 