she blinked several times , took in the information , and kissed him . a stub of candle burned on his back . now i dont even have my mothers book . this one here they gave me for that tanker explosion that killed twenty . i breathed through it , slow and even . the car driver killed the siren and someone shouted . i wont do that for a billion ducks or bucks or does or skippy taps the pencil on the paper . she tore part of her shirt away and wrapped up her arm . 