all the men relaxed as the wind did most of the work , pushing their boat up the coast . here she was , her leg cut off , lying in a hospital bed far from home , without a best friend to talk to or a husband to hold her . it had n't been my eyes playing tricks on me . she asked him , and he shrugged . i can not stress the need for safety enough . `` the foster family wo n't want me now . '' 