it was n't a friendly kiss either , not the kind we so regularly planted on each other 's lips in a careless way . she had no idea what her father had been , and only a vague idea who he 'd been . but only if you let me hold the doll for a minute . it 's the end for all of us , that 's what people are saying . the queen on the chessboard , waiting for her moment to strike . i should never have been so rough . she just needed to drown something . 