i listened to him tear up the stairs to our apartment . `` not enough , '' mat said , rubbing his chin . his eyes flicked to my loose hair . you 're a good man , and a good father , too . '' the idea that the reptile might not die or , if dead , would rise , was a very creepy thought indeed . if he was n't her brother , i 'd be in between them in a heartbeat . now my dad , he might kill you . 