none of it came home until the day he received the envelope that changed his life . she gave a rigid nod and frowned at the bus as it pulled along side the same curb and swung open its squeaky doors . instead of answering lucas , she turned her wide , dark eyes on me . i think about the way his face felt in my hand when i pulled it above the water . `` our territory , our rule , our law , all in our hands . i asked , remembering my journey was far from over . 