my passport is just where he said it would be-in the top drawer of the dresser-and something about this tears at the thin lining still holding me together . i am all over this paris thing , check me out . `` you 'd better double-check , '' graham said . `` how high do you want them to go ? '' he rolled down the window a couple inches . this boy was no longer human ; he was some sort of demon . so i decided to do the only thing i could do . 