after only a few steps , she dropped his hand and reached up , the silent signal that she wanted him to pick her up . `` im here to scope the mystery weekend . '' my life was a lot easier to understand when i did n't . something was obviously wrong with him . if he was trying to distract her , it was working . every nerve in his body wailed . there , wrapped in a knit blanket , was my son . probably wouldnt be good , would it ? 