it 's nearly dark when i knock on the blacks ' front door . when he finished he ran a hand over his mouth , turning his gaze to the grass . she once did the same thing to mel , who froze , not knowing what to do . no longer breezy , light and open . your life should look different than this , and sooner or later you 're going to hate me . '' `` for one who just watched me kill one of your pack . '' he was n't bad looking at all . 