if they threatened daisy , would n't i sell out everyone i knew to save her ? i tell her as i make my way out . i keep having these weird dreams where i start singing opera or marmalade is a violin . perhaps even greater than anyone had been before , ever . `` you want to know about your mother , do n't you ? he sniffed and rubbed his nose against the stuffed animal he obviously loved . `` sounds like you do n't even have time to breathe . '' 