the red of his irises bled over the whites of his eyes completely . `` this is on the both of you . my mother 's fingers rested on the edge of the table , her thumb and forefinger pressed against each other as she moved her hands back and forth , like she were measuring out invisible thread . for a moment , he was n't sure he 'd be able to take his eyes off her long enough to drive . she quietly came up to mike and picked up the blanket . do you have to go by your locker ? 