in a bold gesture , i tug at his wrists . `` now , i 'm going to remove my hand . the rest of his face is battered , and old crusted blood still clings to it in places . you need to eat , he told me . for a moment i just sat there , staring out the driver 's side window up at the family that had been waiting for me . you 're never in a hurry to get to school . '' i 'm going to feel and taste and love every minute of it . 