we came to a stop at a dead end blocked off with a chain and a weathered sign that marked the property private . whats the purpose of this exercise ? i could not face them , look them in the eyes and shake her father 's hand . hold on while i get it out of my pack . `` she does n't have any insurance , '' i whispered . it pinched tightly , pulling me gently . `` it starts in twenty minutes , '' dalton said , searching for a shirt to wear to work in the morning . 