a truck rolled up and stopped on the middle of the bridge as i edged toward her . `` i am sick of that four-legged , fur-covered , mobile voice box yelling at me all night long . during her years in new york she 'd always had a specific destination , always had a specific task , or several specific tasks to accomplish within a particular time frame . its okay , you can answer me sitting down . everyone kept their distance , as if they feared they 'd kill the woman - or themselves - if they got too close . 