On her death bed she rambled for days and days and hours and hours.  David never left her side, not even for an hour, the night she took her last breath, Mama Dennis gazed at him with sugar-glass eyes and warned, “Careful, I see the Shadow of Death lurking above you.  Remember if you stay in the house and danger strikes you’ll be protected.  If danger meets you on the street, it’s gonna be too late.  But, you can look up and catch’em—floating in the wind, then I’ll see you again.  Promise me you’ll catch’em David,” she said.