he looks at me now and i ca n't read his expression , which , i have learned , is usually because he 's got too much on his mind and he 's trying to stay focused . her shaky hand rose toward his face . she jerked awake , breaking the connection with the ship . `` three weeks , '' i say , holding her gaze . even if he left ... he would return . as i opened the car door i saw him in the distance , just standing in the cold doing exactly what i presumed he was . 