a truck blasted a horn , and he jerked backward . that probably was n't going to happen , now . i headed into the house , but rather than go upstairs to pack up the clothes i 'd left months ago , i went straight for the basement door off to the side of the kitchen . they breathe deeply , gazing into each other eyes . it was very clever of you to place boards near every window . `` someone wants me to believe that . '' 