wed end up in their tomato patch and still be trapped . he loved walking on , or maybe one should say wading through , the carpet . `` nothing , there 's nothing i can do from here . '' what had he imagined it could have been , running from his own shadow like that ? she made short work of a shower , dried off , then headed straight to bed . `` no , '' i start , but i do n't know what to say . if it does n't work , davis will pick his own second . '' 