i stood there before them , nervously jiggling my door-key in my hand . i want all the details of how this hot , steaming cup of coffee got here . if not , it would encourage her . his drive was almost a carbon copy of the drive he had hit a week earlier . that 's just a silly waste of time for you . `` it looks like we 're getting close to the fence , '' i say . she patted her tight braid to make certain it was still intact . 