he closed the last drawer and went to the closet . i said nothing , but instead let her go at her own pace . she traveling up along my jaw line then finally gets to my mouth . then they recognized the distinctive sound . he counted to twenty , took a deep breath , and checked once more . sometimes , at home , or on the bus . anyway , the key observation i have made is that he suffered a horrendously painful death . `` who knows what will happen now ? '' two security men crashed through the door . 