it 's twenty miles and who knows which direction , '' said chris . he wanted her with every single cell . aunt pol spoke in a deadly voice . i smiled to myself at my small victory and walked back outside with the bags of food as soon as i had them . reluctantly , he stepped down and looked around . when he had been a young boy , he was always very sick , so he spent most of his time by himself in his room , reading books . it should be ready in about twenty minutes . 