i wipe the tears from my eyes produced by the heat of the tea . he did n't look 'round as she closed the door . i signed the receipt and stuck my debit card back in my wallet . she was a secret the neighborhood had somehow hidden from me for 40 years , and i examined her carefully while she politely nodded and exclaimed over the junk on the lawn . a chill went down her neck , and she rubbed her arms . `` it sounds more adventurous when you say running away , '' i admit . 