as if reading my mind , perry said , so tell me about my funeral . my dad would have been at a loss . `` you 're the maid of honor , you know . '' `` what good would it do to be storybook brave ? '' no one had ever done that and lived . he struggled to break his gaze from her but felt drawn like a moth to flame . getting out of here was another matter ; but he could no longer threaten me from a distance and certainly not from close up . 