his voice sounded kind of dead . oh , there were no words of love from him , and she expected none . he had to at least see her again , but if he could send someone else with her in his place , then she would have more of a chance . i sit on the cooler for a while , drinking the beer , watching the stage , listening to the rhythm and the musical poetry flowing from the stage . he stayed in his chair for another minute , then finally stood , shaking his head . 