i smile at daddy , like he does n't understand . i give him a smile and hand him a beer . i do n't give a f**k if you enjoy it . plates , silverware , and napkins went onto the table , along with a pitcher of orange juice . we edge away from the dock as higgins stands reading the message . the idea that it was gone left her shaking . she was crying again but the tears felt like ice on her face . `` we-we did n't get your name . '' 