jenna spins around , spatula in hand . he sat the boy down and drew up a chair . i went to her ... to talk to her one last time ... but i knew she would n't listen to me . she nodded , understanding what i meant to do because she saw it in my mind . with the tip of his shoe , he quietly nudged the door shut and turned back to face me . he pulled me into his arms and my head rested on his right shoulder . 