Re: [Woods: Gwen/Melody/The Sheriff]
[He had the other coats, huh? In the UTV. And he'd give one to Gwen (and get his back), but she was practically on the tipsa her toes, ready to bolt. He could see the energy in her, quivering, waiting to be released to send her flying outta there. His palm moved in a light, thoughtless circle on Melody's back, trying for some heat, as he listened to Gwen—and her reaction told him he was right, it was her.
He knew it had to be. After the conversation with Jason, after all that strangeness 'bout school and not knowing people, and it all made sense when you put it together, a sudden cohesion that told you what you thought was a picture before was nothing but a smudge on the wall.] You can always come back. If people are lookin' for you here, people you think got enough resources and forethought to monitor the station and my ride, you'd do better outta town. [He believed that.] Nobody's at the store, not now. [And with a shakea his head.] My duty is to make sure no harm comes to you, from whatever or whoever, huh? That's my duty. [He wasn't lying. Cris was a father, a brother, a person, before he was a cop. And he did what his gut told him to do, and right now, it just said get 'em outta there.] I got another coat. [He nodded back at the UTV.] If I'm the second real person you met, gimme the benefita the doubt here, huh? We should least get to the truck. You can warm up and decide what you wanna do from there. There're people out here and we don't want 'em to find nothin', right?