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Chapter 4
"Yeah,Bella?"
"Um,IjustwantedtoletyouknowthatI’mgoingtoSeattleforthedayaweekfromSaturday...ifthat’sokay?"Ididn’twanttoaskpermission-itsetabadprecedent-butIfeltrude,soItackeditonattheend.
"Why?"Hesoundedsurprised,asifhewereunabletoimaginesomethingthatForkscouldn’toffer.
"Well,Iwantedtogetfewbooks-thelibraryhereisprettylimited-andmaybelookatsomeclothes."IhadmoremoneythanIwasusedtohaving,since,thankstoCharlie,Ihadn’thadtopayforacar.Notthatthetruckdidn’tcostmequiteabitinthegasdepartment.
"Thattruckprobablydoesn’tgetverygoodgasmileage,"hesaid,echoingmythoughts.
"Iknow,I’llstopinMontesanoandOlympia-andTacomaifIhaveto."
"Areyougoingallbyyourself?"heasked,andIcouldn’ttellifhewassuspiciousIhadasecretboyfriendorjustworriedaboutcartrouble.
"Yes."
"Seattleisabigcity-youcouldgetlost,"hefretted.
"Dad,PhoenixisfivetimesthesizeofSeattle-andIcanreadamap,don’tworryaboutit."
"Doyouwantmetocomewithyou?"
ItriedtobecraftyasIhidmyhorror.
"That’sallright,Dad,I’llprobablyjustbeindressingroomsallday-veryboring."
"Oh,okay."Thethoughtofsittinginwomen’sclothingstoresforany
periodoftimeimmediatelyputhimoff.
"Thanks."Ismiledathim.
"Willyoubebackintimeforthedance?"
Grrr.Onlyinatownthissmallwouldafatherknowwhenthehighschooldanceswere.
"No-Idon’tdance,Dad.
