the song she sang in her head made him smile . once again the engine sputtered , sounded like it might catch , and then died . on top of that , the blowing rain had popped his umbrella inside-out . i grab his face , making sure he hears each word . how would i even begin to explain the truth ? he did all of this so that we would be able to go out and actually talk to one another and he brought me to the one place where we ca n't do that . 