he figured he was probably just as bad a shot with his left , and he needed his right for support . but she did n't want to make rose worry , when she had nothing to worry about . i did n't want to go there , ever , but i knew where the train was headed long before it ever left the station . he smells delicious , like something citrus layered over shampoo and deodorant . i lean up to kiss him , thankful that i have brushed my teeth . 