honestly , the last thing i felt like doing was eating , but i asked for first thing i saw when i glanced at the menu . he blinks at me like he 's just waking up . they set off down the maple avenue , happily hand in hand , heading for the front gate , which had always been shut to jack while her mother was here . he didnt know the exact rules , but every damn aircraft hed ever seen had a string of numbers on the fuselage . `` my father called me this week . '' 