Jack pulled the car to a stop outside of Everly’s house, and he picked up her backpack, noting that her dad was home already. She figured he would be because of the telephone repair man coming that day.“Thanks a lot for the ride and taking such good care of Toby,” she said, hoping nothing else that had come out of her mouth had offended Jack.“I’ll walk you to the door,” Jack said, already opening his car door.“You don’t have to do that,” Everly said. “My dad’s home.”“I know,” he told her, but he was already out of the car. She pushed her door open, and he met her there, offering her his hand.She took it even though she didn’t need it to get out of the car. His hand was warm, and just in the few seconds that her hand was on his, she could feel how marble-like his flesh was.As soon as she was up and walking toward the house, the car door shut behind
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