fine , i mumbled , and turned to look out the window . wiggling eye lids try to open , and each lip quivers like it is ready to speak . he hoped for all their sakes - that he had not . maybe now , on my terms , was the best way to go about it . they were on the final hole , mike looking serious now . he was a short , thin man wearing a worried look upon his face . they seemed especially interested in what life in the twenty-first century was like . 