the boots belonged to a woman with grey streaked brown hair . `` good , otherwise , you know , i 'd have to come there and drag you the hell back to new york . '' what in the world is going on with me ? she placed a hand to her breast . some say it 's nothing but a fear , and never dies . better to be feared than liked . i dont want to see you between now and then . i take my drink to the empty porch . all of a sudden he feared for her safety . 