one of the small fuel cells must have caught fire . her gaze moved like radar , back and forth across the sea of people . ~ ~ ~ at the time , it didnt matter that they had been my parents . and had n't she been about to say something very important ? when he placed his arms around her and gathered the reins , she wanted to twist in the saddle and forget the horse . she knew her mother had routinely visited the grave that first year , her grief nearly overwhelming . 