Eddie didn't say anything. He couldn't. All he could do was meet Beverly's eyes, which was hard enough, and give her a small, nearly imperceptible nod.

We should go inside, it said. Trust me, you don't want to hear this out here. There were too many people watching. Too many eyes. And those things were always listening.

Without waiting for an answer, he turned to head back into the house, his arms still folded tightly around his middle, like he needed to hold himself together.