she asked , pointing at the contents in his arms . you were scarcely ten years old , if i remember correctly , when it happened . if you wish to return , i can make it seem to the others that you never left . hes wearing headphones and singing , but i cant hear him above the groan of the engine . `` not revenge , '' he replied to my thought . she pressed herself against him , angry , wanting him to want her as much as she 'd wanted him ... then . 