the stone face he aimed it at was still surprisingly human to him despite the missing pieces , burnt hair and shattered eye . the water was already running and a yellow towel placed neatly-folded by the sink for me . `` who says a does n't have an id ? the second she pulled into the driveway , she slammed the car in park and rushed into my arms . people had been coming in and out , cleaning up the blood and what not . `` honey , it 's me , '' i said , as soon as he answered . 