take him to new places where pleasure and love were as necessary as oxygen . `` i think i miss the days , '' she mumbled around her hands , `` when i used to get you flustered just by grabbing your tail . '' `` the one working for mrs. white , '' summer said . other than that , only the candle lighted the room . he coughs and goes on talking : this is not an important place here , son . after a year there , even in prison i would still be free . 