i swear her blue eyes are n't even facing my direction , but somehow she thinks she knows exactly how many potatoes i 'm scooping on my plate . `` ally , i think- '' `` we have to talk . `` and have the boy leave his pack and the girl her strange musical tool . arrange the viewing for 6 p.m. tonight . she crossed the front yard , ignoring the way her old work boots sank into the wet soil . she lurched onto the seat opposite him . 