instead he hugged his father , then walked over to me and threw both arms around my waist . let me go change and grab my purse and then we can leave . i asked , no longer focused on writing . `` though , this moment-with the city so unbalanced- does seem like the perfect opportunity to move against the final empire . '' it 's the classic don't-look-at-me long black dress . her hands slipped down to his side and under his arms . quite honestly , i think her life has depended on doing that ; it 's become a habit . 