for you folks i pray that it rains there this next year as much as it does in the pages of my book . sure enough , he walked through the front door at nine-fifteen . and he brought the baby with him . '' i said remembering what id read in my fathers diary pages . then once you are settled , bring your wrists in front of you and lean down so that i may reach them . '' maybe it was after that though . i wiped my sweaty palms along my jeans again . 