i follow his gaze and see a tiny thing , a tiny cloud of smoke and dust and i turn to him , questioningly , surely it cant be that unusual to have a car come down the road , but hes up and hes busy and hes wiping at the table , hes clearing up the glasses , and hes pointing to me , and suddenly he can speak a little , you he says , jabbing his finger at me , you hide , you hide , come with me .