but she had n't moved by the time i 'd finished my scuffling , so i came around the car and stood in front of her . monk sought any glimmer of recognition . they want to take me , carry me wherever i want to go . her hand slammed against the blinds , parting a big hole so she could see ... him . she 'd meant to get around to mowing it , but it was her least favorite chore and she always left it 'til last , which only made it harder to mow . 