she was gone i knocked on the front door and stepped back to wait . she was probably hurting this man , but she could n't seem to stop herself . as much as she hated the dent to her pride , she had no choice but to be honest with him . and i wonder if she feels it too . crazy for not drop kicking you right here in this kitchen . but he would n't let her do that . just kept her bloody fingers pressed against his scales . 