and i have to hope it 's what she wants and can accept from me . '' only aunt jenny is still picking at her meal by the time were all finished . they were the worst kinds of monsters . the sun catches his hair , turns it momentarily white . `` what if he takes our emotions again ? '' or just satisfy yourself in bed with him . it was the view from the picture window that stopped them in their tracks . i slipped into it and felt myself slowly but surely adjusting to another world ; another life . 