it was not exactly a norm to have a mother . they already had me tied up ! the point is , when i saw you , you were hauling a dead chick into the trunk of his car . i stumbled away , and frank came after me . and the peach , fallen to those same tiles , its perfection spoiled and ruined . he was plain , even bland-looking , the sort of man you look at and then forget in an instant . `` why do you hate it so ? 