he ran a thick tongue over his lower lip . dying is not about ending something ; it 's about beginning something . i wait until hes done , and remind myself to speak more slowly next time he asks me a question . she saw other couples strolling along across the far side as well , and she felt the suns heat warming her skin . my mind races at all the possibilities vincent could possibly be getting at . his anger doubled with his frustration . ray flipped the cigar into a shrub and walked to his room . 