pushing her against the building , i lower my body , letting her feel how much i want her . spit it out , hag his voice could have easily turned water into ice . `` she 's still your mother , child , '' he sent back . the high street was nothing like they remembered . my lawn has been dead for weeks . his father had always wanted so much from him . in truth , no one was really sure what he did here but his dad worked upstairs so to speak , so here he was . 