She rushed through an explanation when Alex asked, bouncing on the balls of her feet the whole time. She didn’t show him the note though; he didn’t need to know about that.
But he does, Beth thought to herself. She knew that little voice was right; Alex did need to know, just like he needed to know about the kiss. But Beth couldn’t bear to tell him.
Again, no work was accomplished in the lesson. Beth kept having momentary panic attacks where a voice from somewhere inside her mind would tell her that Alex knew everything, that he’d somehow read the note. But he hadn’t, and she knew it.
When the day was over and Alex was driving her home, she still couldn’t stop grinning. She gave Alex a kiss before getting out and practically skipped up the path and into her house. She did skip up the stairs and fell against her bedroom door once she’d closed it. She ran to the window seat and almost threw the window open. She sat there all night, clinging to one of her pillows. Eventually, Beth was called down to dinner.
“What are you grinning about?” her father asked her as they all sat down to eat.
“Just... had a good day,” she said, hoping it would satisfy him. He grunted and watched her closely.
Jack came down from his room and sat opposite Beth, eyeing her suspiciously. He definitely knew something was up.
Beth had to be told to slow down because she was eating so quickly. She just wanted to get back to her window and wait for Robert but she forced herself to do every single action more slowly, to calm down.
When she’d finished and put her plate in the dishwasher, she ran back upstairs and retook her seat by the window. After a little while, Jack came in, without even knocking. Beth paid no attention to him.
“Beth, what is going on?” he demanded.
“Nothing,” she lied, not turning around.
“No I’m not.”
“Yes you are. If you don’t tell me, I’ll have to spy on you.” After a while of silence, Jack sighed and left, closing the door.
Beth sat by the window all night, until she fell asleep. Robert never came.