chapter 34 faster than fear there was a point when maggie , watching the basketball arc through the warm air towards the hoop , watching luis smile as it went in , watching him eye her carefully as she tried to make his shot , and then pump his fist in the air victoriously as she missed and he won the game ( hed lost the first two ) , realized that she would remember this moment with her guide and friend , would remember the leathery-dusty smell of the basketball , its firmness , the small bumps over its surface , would remember the high , high clouds overhead , would remember the weathervane over the barn and the dust hanging over county road 11 like a shaft of golden angel light laid just over its dirt surface , would remember the pink lemonade in the refrigerator and the cube ice in the freezer , how good the lemonade tasted , how its tangy sweetness bit her tongue and cooled her as it went down , how cold the slick ice felt against her lips and teeth , and how luis smiled as he drank , and how completely sated she felt , as if the liquid were real ... as if she really was back in goodland , kansas , and all of this , this entire experience , was being gleaned from a world apart from herself , outside herself ... .