the bump under his sweater suggested i 'd done a good job - his left arm appeared to be bandaged as much as mine he shrugged . the man with the guns turned and i saw his face . and as horrible as it is to be here , as hard as this is , im glad im here . from : when the answering machine picked up-the same recorded message that had been on there for years-he snapped back , clearing his throat . he waited for me on the other side . 