it was a different point of view , and each mans viewpoint both shaped and reflected his group . finally he jerked the gear shift out of park . suddenly my eyes popped open wide as i considered the idea that i might not be dead . the thought kept eating at him . `` students , line up for your last class . '' i could n't go back to our house . had he been with someone else today ? behind the spark was something else . it had always been her place to be the strong one . 