and , as usual , i only give a crap about one . as she got older and learned to read , they took turns reading the books from her grandmothers bookshelves . he did n't even open his eyes when he spoke . we lie on our sides , facing each other , and west runs his hand along the curve of my body . at two miles long and a quarter mile wide , it would be hard to miss . what if rather than clever disguises , this time they bring guns ? '' 