and when the summer holiday started , they had no reason to question the hours i spent out with my girlfriends . her voice went on and on without pause . i walked past the fields and down route 9 , thinking of that first drive , that first night in the storm . there was no doubt he would be hung out to dry . she crumpled onto the carpet in a dead faint . there were a couple of pieces of paper that i snatched up , but they were blank . 