the blood was thundering in her ears , and the room was spinning . you dont care if people think ? `` at the present moment , not a thing . `` but you have n't been to navy pier yet . '' my ticket out was sitting on an easel in front of the window . so ... what happened that you 're suddenly thinking about it for real ? '' when i get back to the room , violet is still sleep . his palms slid carefully up her arms . the less people know of you , the better . '' 