i pick it up with hesitation , my hands shaky as a series of questions with no answers fly through my mind . so , she stared at the ordinary stone and whispered , interesting . i could even in the end yet be what hurts you all . '' i wanted to stand up and punch her in the face . now , it 's time i fix things-put them all back in the right place . '' not a sound in the room but the ticking of the heater whose fire was dying down . 