his run slowed to a jog and he started looking , searching for something he seemed to sense . yeah , still i have to be certain . in some ways that was the best thing he could have said . `` that 's my talent-i make magic from words . when they let go , the weight on it bent him double . he shook his head , he really would be hearing about this the rest of the way home . then tell me why he carries a picture of you in his watch ? '' she spent the night in jail . 