i watched my lanky love interest reach into a cupboard and pull out a glass mixing bowl . when he was a young boy , she would listen to him babble and then say , sonny , if you have nothing important to say , your lips should not be moving . chapter 17 mike woke up at seven , not feeling hopeless , definitely due in part to his time in the nightmare world . the fire is making its own wind , somehow , a strong steady stream of wind that i have to fight against to go in the right direction . 