she leaned back and looked at the chain link gate on the fence , the patches of dirt where the dogs had tried to tunnel out . did your mother drop you as an infant or suffer a fall while she carried you in her womb ? if this is what gin tastes like then they were right to outlaw it . the branches of the tree were still . i do n't know how i 'm going to make it through the evening without attacking you . '' he was too busy getting high with his friends . 