the teenagers in the room whispered with each other and stared at us as i walked stiffly across the room , looking for anyone willing to cause trouble . pain flared through my entire body , and i just wanted to lie down and close my eyes , shutting out the whole horrid world . but i could n't do that . that would show people that i was weak , fragile , that i needed looking after . i did not need looking after , and i was not weak

she felt it was her duty to keep us informed of what was going on around us , as if we were all so oblivious we would n't find out otherwise . but then i realized something . she was probably right . the only reason i knew what was going on was because i went to sleep with the television on . i could n't tolerate silence . or , better yet , i could n't tolerate the places my mind went in the silence

' you 're the fellow the duncans told him to turn out , ' she said . not a question . just a statement , a conclusion derived from shared intelligence on the phone tree . ' i 'll move on today , ' reacher said . ' i do n't want to cause him any trouble . ' ' i 'm afraid it 's you that will have the trouble

jack and i looked at one another . so that was why hannah was meeting with richard . i did not want to delve too deep into why hannah was doing favors for richard . instead , my mind moved to guinevere . why was she imitating hannah 's voice ? did she want the other members to believe that she was
hannah