white dust collected on his shirt sleeves , as well as on the back of his neck where he had a habit of touching himself . there was a bunk bed in christopher 's bedroom , although he was an only child . `` i wo n't be able to hide it much longer . `` i 'm trying to do something about this . '' it might be something he imagined or even made up . '' it could have been the wind . everything in me wants to reach forward and grab that phone . 