instead , i plastered on a fake-ass smile for everyone . he straightens in his seat and clears his throat . `` well , it definitely goes with the property . '' i walk towards him , my hand up on the stock of my rifle , grey clouds starting to move in overhead . he picked me up when i was half way back to the house . the pants were two inches too long , so he sat on the bed and turned them up into neat , precise cuffs . `` why were they looking at me like that ? '' 