she kissed my hands begging to help her poor son . i just look back at harry without verbally adding my own obvious interest in his answer . he took my hand again and whispered , `` no sudden change of heart . '' moonlight spilled in through the fog shining on the cement steps . `` you put yourself through that because of me . `` it 's more that i 'd rather be home . '' harry screwed up his face , thinking for a moment . she told him she would take care of everything . '' 