`` you can come in , '' i say and my voice nearly gets carried away in the wind and knocks the bricks to the ground in a pile of dust . she doesnt even know what i am , or who she is , he explained . `` do the best you can do . '' it would be so much easier than carrying around the knowledge of what i did for the rest of my life . '' `` i brought you something , '' he said , then pulled a small flat box out of his jacket pocket . 