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           Hethoughtaboutitwhiletherainpickedupagainsttheroof,theonlysoundbreakingthesilence.

           "Yes,"hefinallysurrendered."Iguessthat’syourbusiness,too."

           Isighedwithrelief."Thanks,Billy."

           "Justthinkaboutwhatyou’redoing,Bella,"heurged.

           "Okay,"Iagreedquickly.

           Hefrowned."WhatImeanttosaywas,don’tdowhatyou’redoing."

           Ilookedintohiseyes,filledwithnothingbutconcernforme,andtherewasnothingIcouldsay.

           Justthenthefrontdoorbangedloudly,andIjumpedatthesound.

           "There’snopictureanywhereinthatcar."Jacob’scomplainingvoicereachedusbeforehedid.Theshouldersofhisshirtwerestainedwiththerain,hishairdripping,whenheroundedthecorner.

           "Hmm,"Billygrunted,suddenlydetached,spinninghischairaroundtofacehisson."IguessIleftitathome."

           Jacobrolledhiseyesdramatically."Great."

           "Well,Bella,tellCharlie"-Billypausedbeforecontinuing-"thatwestoppedby,Imean."

           "Iwill,"Imuttered.

           Jacobwassurprised."Areweleavingalready?"

           "Charlie’sgonnabeoutlate,"BillyexplainedasherolledhimselfpastJacob.

           "Oh."Jacoblookeddisappointed."Well,IguessI’llseeyoulater,then,

           Bella."

           "Sure,"Iagreed.

           "Takecare,"Billywarnedme.Ididn’tanswer.

           Jacobhelpedhisfatheroutthedoor.Iwavedbriefly,glancingswiftlytowardmynow-emptytruck,andthenshutthedoorbeforetheyweregone.

           Istoodinthehallwayforaminute,listeningtothesoundoftheircarasitbackedoutanddroveaway.