`` we 're all in the same rowboat , '' he said . i stare out , watching as the flames from the burning wreck that was once the warehouse paint the river a painful red . it is alive in each of us . i turned around so im facing him . rolling my eyes , i walk into the house to tell my dad i 'm leaving and that i plan on coming back in a couple weeks to meet up with dean . i just want to thank you for all your help . 