i let out another deep breath and lean my head back against the seat . `` so they 're black because they 're dead ? '' the devil had his brakes go out when dallas was going through a green light . she 's left the front of her tent open to the fire and i can see her in there , coughing , tossing and turning , and my heart reaches out again for her , reaches out and wants to be there . `` that 's probably because they do n't believe in gambling . '' 