he could still hear the rain pelting away at the living room window . i stop frequently to refuel , to stretch my legs , and to watch for movements behind me . theyre clever signs , too , because they dont announce themselves as signs . `` to tell the truth , never thought you would , '' he admitted and swallowed hard as he reached for her . until i woke up the next morning and looked in the mirror . he 's like-minded in so many basic ways that there is no effort needed . 