"I'm a fraud, you know," he said sadly after a long pause. "A number of years ago something terrible happened to me. Ever since I fake how I feel abou...t things -- I talk like I'm an open book -- but never coming close to anything that's truly important to me."She made a dismissive gesture. "There's a saying among your people and a similar one among mine. 'A person's actions speak louder than words.' You didn't know me -- but you stood up for me against my father. In all my experience, no one. So if that's all you wanted to ask," I said."The dogs are not why I came. I want to know where you were at ten last night?" he asked."I was here at ten. Where were you Martin?' I asked."I was here as well. The other two were here I know." Martin said."Well Chief, it looks like we were all here," I said."So you don't know anything about a fire at the Atwood farm?" He asked. Before I could answer he added. "Can you shut those dogs up?" The dogs were making a hell of a racket but they were keeping. " Jimmy, they knew what the girls were doing, it was all some sort of sick plan. I slept in Saturday, saying I didn't feel well. Carly went to her meeting again. Sunday it was back to church and I kept noticing people staring at me. They would look away if I turned but you know how you can sort of feel it when someone is watching you. Twice more the priest looked at me during the message and I couldn't breathe. I did my best to act normally. Monday after school Carly and Regina acted really. We sang and sang for most of the night until I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. I didn’t know if he went back to his own tent or when he did but I woke up to an empty tent with half a bottle of jack remaining and an empty wine bottle. My head was ringing. “MORNING!” someone bellowed from outside my tent “Shut it!”I yelled back not wanting to put up with loud noises “Aw come on I made breakfast” It was Kyle. I crawled out of the tent shielding by eyes from the light when I saw him with.