aint gon na make it another day in this here army without some rest . but the story of my days in the desert is mine to tell you . '' take it and spill your blood in words . a large brown wolf had it by the neck . jules : not for at least thirty more years . but something about the way he said those words told her this was n't a promise he made lightly . the electric stove had not begun to glow . i wan na start reading one of my books . 