chapter eleven `` keeping my boy up all night , huh ? '' she was n't the grubby little girl who roamed the streets because she was terrified to go home . from the way they all pulled up a little bit and smiled though , they seemed to think it was cool . he walked with purpose , stalking over to my side of the bed . `` you ca n't have her ; she 's mine ! '' he splashed off to the side . but we found hints of what looked like a pattern . '' 