i can kick out the back seat-maybe-but that will only lead to the trunk . he came to himself , eyes wide , and screaming . as the three of them headed for steves garage , i took jasons baseball glove and mine , along with the tennis ball , back to our house . looking at all their long , nearly black hair , just like his , and their dark blue eyes , just like his , the ominous feeling completely disappeared . im not acting though , i warned her . you do n't have to worry any more . ' 