Videvik(kogu raamat Inglise keeles)
school pictures up to last year's. Those were embarrassing to look at -- I would have to see what
I
could do to get Charlie to put them somewhere else, at least while I was living here.
It was impossible, being in this house, not to realize that Charlie had never gotten over my mom.
It made
me uncomfortable.
I didn't want to be too early to school, but I couldn't stay in the house anymore. I donned my
jacket --
which had the feel of a biohazard suit -- and headed out into the rain.
It was just drizzling still, not enough to soak me through immediately as I reached for the house
key that
was always hidden under the eaves by the door, and locked up. The sloshing of my new
waterproof
boots was unnerving. I missed the normal crunch of gravel as I walked. I couldn't pause and
admire my
truck again as I wanted; I was in a hurry to get out of the misty wet that swirled around my head
and
clung to my hair under my hood.
Inside the truck, it was nice and dry
annaabi.ee 
