(Lena)
He didn't take me inside straight away.
When we pulled up he asked me to wait in the car for a moment. I looked at him and there was something on his face I still couldn't name. He had his hand on the door handle and he was looking straight ahead.
"Cole."
"Just wait," he said. "One minute."
He got out and went inside and I sat there trying to figure out what was happening. Something about the light inside was different. Warmer than it should have been at this hour.
He came back out two minutes later and opened my door.
"Okay," he said.
"Okay what?" I said.
"Come inside," he said.
I got out and he took my hand and we walked toward the front door. He was calm. He was always calm. But this felt different. Like someone who had already made up their mind about something and was
