and without wasting any more time , we head toward the front porch together . it was a shame about the girl , but , overall , things were beginning to look a little brighter . she rests her hand over the death grip i have on the red rocker . i hate that my heart goes even faster at the idea that his comment might have been meant for me . i need to rip the band-aid off . `` we might have to run for it . '' 