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He
smiled
the
crooked
smile
that
I
loved
.
"
I
’
ll
be
back
soon
,
"
he
promised
.
His
eyes
flickered
back
to
the
porch
,
and
then
he
leaned
in
to
swiftly
kiss
me
just
under
the
edge
of
my
jaw
.
My
heart
lurched
frantically
,
and
I
,
too
,
glanced
toward
the
porch
.
Billy
’
s
face
was
no
longer
impassive
,
and
his
hands
clutched
at
the
armrests
of
his
chair
.
"
Soon
,
"
I
stressed
as
I
opened
the
door
and
stepped
out
into
the
rain
.
I
could
feel
his
eyes
on
my
back
as
I
half
-
ran
through
the
light
sprinkle
toward
the
porch
.
"
Hey
,
Billy
.
Hi
,
Jacob
.
"
I
greeted
them
as
cheerfully
as
I
could
manage
.
"
Charlie
’
s
gone
for
the
day
-
I
hope
you
haven
’
t
been
waiting
long
.
"
"
Not
long
,
"
Billy
said
in
a
subdued
tone
.
His
black
eyes
were
piercing
.
"
I
just
wanted
to
bring
this
up
.
"
He
indicated
a
brown
paper
sack
resting
in
his
lap
.
"
Thanks
,
"
I
said
,
though
I
had
no
idea
what
it
could
be
.
"
Why
don
’
t
you
come
in
for
a
minute
and
dry
off
?
"
I
pretended
to
be
oblivious
to
his
intense
scrutiny
as
I
unlocked
the
door
,
and
waved
them
in
ahead
of
me
.
"
Here
,
let
me
take
that
,
"
I
offered
,
turning
to
shut
the
door
.
I
allowed
myself
one
last
glance
at
Edward
.
He
was
waiting
,
perfectly
still
,
his
eyes
solemn
.
"
You
’
ll
want
to
put
it
in
the
fridge
,
"
Billy
noted
as
he
handed
me
the
package
.
"
It
’
s
some
of
Harry
Clearwater
’
s
homemade
fish
fry
-
Charlie
’
s
favorite
.
