my hands were twisted in his hair when he took one and moved it onto his back . inside , beyond the blanket , is light . i kissed her over and over , and i remember the feeling of peach-fuzz where there should have been hair . '' `` if this is true , it does n't help us . '' the broken window faced them as nick drove towards the house . he lifted his head and feathered a kiss over her lips . `` why are our cars being taken away ? '' 