i leaned down and whispered against heather 's ear , `` dance with me ? '' she also had an alien theme purse which was shaped like an alien head that hung from a long strap on her shoulder . oh , laura , no , hes here , just not right here . i pulled away from the warm cocoon of his body . it had once been a spiral , but it had been straightened out . `` well , it might pay to read the newspaper . he seemed to be in a hurry now . 