i tried to remember patch 's cell phone number . weve got to get her back inside . `` then why would i go with you ? '' he reached forward and switched the machine on . `` i have a proposition , '' he says , and my breath goes thin . frustration was like sandpaper on her soul . `` what , that you once spent real folding money on a dixie chicks album ? hed told her it wasnt dangerous . i mice-squeak then eyeball the citizen sitting on my sofa , without permission , me ! 