he dint mention me by name , but i figured it was me he was talking about on account everyone was looking in my direction , and everybody else turning round in their pews and gawkin at me , and i was feeling this ol , sinking guilty feeling cuz i had bin driving down the backroads so as not to be seen coming and going from abes house , and i sat there staring straight ahead , not looking anyone in the eye and wondering how the hell that preacherman came so close to hitting the old coffin nail on the head .