not as fucked up as they were . victor repeated himself , so what you want to do now sal ? i paused , glancing down the street both ways , but i saw nothing out of place . she stared at him , then whispered , `` no . '' `` have you really been praying for me ? '' `` you did n't do a very good job of hiding it . did you ever consider the possibility that you were born for this ? that afternoon-yesterday afternoon-passed in a kind of slow motion . 