her fingers moved through the lovely luxury of the dense coat . slowing down for the stop sign , i spoke quickly . `` that 's got nothing to do with this , '' she said . even though i was trying to move on , it still bothered me . she lifts the fry box , which represents the huge house , and i feel like im listening to a toddler tell a story . he wet his lips , tried to speak . i need to see it through for the both us . 