if the woman had died , wasnt he taking a big risk just going to meet with them ? her red hair spread out around her head like a halo , and i wanted to bury my face in that thick mane , feeling the silk of it against my skin . james asked , staring at his friend . he responded positively to the direct attention and an hour later took a long nap . i 'd missed my friends more that i 'd admitted to myself . `` how are we supposed to know what 's been done before ? '' 