his voice was low , but no longer filled with anger . so big that , had i been able to see my own reflection , i would , no doubt , be looking at myself right now . he lifted his own soft drink in a toast . and look , they 're all touching her . he saw them in the puzzle and could sense their overwhelming feeling of peace and happiness . a soft sound of protest rose in her throat as she leaned into him , her body again molding itself to his . 