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Chapter 17
Hisfacepuckered,andthenhefinallychuckled."You’replayingbaseball?"
"Well,I’llprobablywatchmostofthetime."
"Youmustreallylikethisguy,"heobservedsuspiciously.
Isighedandrolledmyeyesforhisbenefit.
Iheardtheroarofanenginepullupinfrontofthehouse.Ijumpedupandstartedcleaningmydishes.
"Leavethedishes,Icandothemtonight.Youbabymetoomuch."
Thedoorbellrang,andCharliestalkedofftoanswerit.Iwashalfastepbehindhim.
Ihadn’trealizedhowharditwaspouringoutside.Edwardstoodinthehalooftheporchlight,lookinglikeamalemodelinanadvertisementforraincoats.
"Comeonin,Edward."
IbreathedasighofreliefwhenCharliegothisnameright.
"Thanks,ChiefSwan,"Edwardsaidinarespectfulvoice.
"GoaheadandcallmeCharlie.Here,I’lltakeyourjacket."
"Thanks,sir."
"Haveaseatthere,Edward."
Igrimaced.
Edwardsatdownfluidlyintheonlychair,forcingmetositnexttoChiefSwanonthesofa.Iquicklyshothimadirtylook.HewinkedbehindCharlie’sback.
"SoIhearyou’regettingmygirltowatchbaseball."OnlyinWashingtonwouldthefactthatitwasrainingbucketshavenobearingatallontheplayingofoutdoorsports.
"Yes,sir,that’stheplan."Hedidn’tlooksurprisedthatI’dtoldmyfatherthetruth.Hemighthavebeenlistening,though.
"Well,morepowertoyou,Iguess."
Charlielaughed,andEdwardjoinedin.
"Okay."Istoodup."Enoughhumoratmyexpense.Let’sgo."Iwalkedbacktothehallandpulledonmyjacket.Theyfollowed.
"Nottoolate,Bell."
