Problem: DAYS I spent slaving over this stupid dress for her ... DAYS AND WEEKS AND MONTHS AND YEARS I spent obsessing over that whore ! " I threw the ripped fabric in the air and proceeded to punch the mannequin to a pulp , with a little help from my wand to burn it to a crisp . I fumbled with the box on the floor next to it , and opened it and revealed that stupid ring ... " Proposing to Fleur ... would have been the ABSOLUTE WORST mistake EVER ! I could n't control falling in love with her , either !

Why is the narrator destroying all this material ?

A: They are upset over a break up .

Problem: I looked over my shoulder searching for the person who held me . There was black in the grey storms of his eyes as they locked with mine . His face was inches away and with such a close view of the eyes he was suddenly not ordinary . The eyes were what did it .

What may not have been ordinary ?

A: His eyes may not have been normal .

Problem: I was riding my bike over the weekend on the bike path through CU 's Research Park when I came upon a herd of goats . Grazing away in the brush along the creek , hooved and horned , with a dozen or so interested spectators of the human variety . I pulled up and talked to their herder , a weathered , friendly woman named Lou Colby . After we chatted a few minutes I asked her where her permanent base is .

What caught the narrator 's attention in the wild ?

A:
The presence of sheep - like creatures .