there must be things we could do for the funeral , i mean , or anything really . well ... not a lot to wonder , really . suddenly , raven entered the hut , as quiet as always . he had switched all his cash to his front pocket when they arrived at the fair , and now he pulled out the remains of his eight dollars . she felt a chill running through her spine , she paused for sec and gave the car a stare and forced the words through her now dry throat nice car her voice was low . 