i pleaded , feeling those annoying tears slide down my face yet again . `` he-he does n't care about me . '' i 'm gon na wash everything once more and then hose it down . '' my voice sounded strange , it was someone elses voice , because the lump in my throat was in place again , making every word painful . then he rounded the end of the sofa and bent toward her . she did n't know what to make of the executive commander . 