they stood on the sidewalk for a moment , staring in that direction , both of them thinking that the dynamite under the bridge had gone twenty minutes or more early , but there was no blossom of fire . nothing will bring that guy back . its just up to us to find one . and in the course of her correspondence with him , gen came to believe that this person was , in fact , your father . '' blood flew from my mouth and pain streaked through my jaw . 