she could feel everyones eyes on her , including heather in the back seat . it was a twisted dream , the sight of everything he knew reduced to a gray desert of rubble . though no words were spoken , amelia could hear everything that was being said . i think hes still outside with the men . her dark eyes were fever-bright , her lips slick and swollen . `` i had a piece of toast , '' she said . `` well , my goodness , but that was dramatic . '' 