she looked up at him through her eyelashes . thanks , squirrel , for letting her live another day . her finger poked toward her chest . i put my hand on my stomach and tried to push down that awful feeling i had n't had in so many years . he paused the program and asked , `` what are you doing out of bed ? '' it was like a canyon or a mountain . `` i 'm not going to sit here and watch you die . the pack-horse saw it too . 