sally , drake , he spoke to me . i snarl at them while pointing at her . but they never could accept the simple truth . and then her mother had called . his nose hit first , smashing against what felt like a cold sheet of glass . then tell me why you keep a knife under your pillow . that is , i mean to say , oh , no . i saw his eyes suddenly dart down the hallway nervously , as if someone might be quickly approaching . 