now , how could they move the bronze statues ? how could i not stop and offer him a ride ? you know - the exquisite , divine beauty of it all ? out front , dixie gives off a volley of barks when she hears johns old white wrecker rumbling up the road . i looked at the other tables to see if anyone was listening , hoping that lace did n't go much further with this line of questioning . when the lights turned on , i gasped . 