Of course, discussion was severely impeded by the inadequate light, and he fought not to squirm while going the short distance from the restaurant to his new residence. He instinctively tried to come up with something to say to break the silence and end the tension, but was immediately aware of the futility of the attempt. The words were stuck in his throat before they had even been fully thought out. That reduced him to restless fussing with the buckle on his seat belt and after a few minutes of troubled squirming, he jumped when her gentle hand closed over his fingers. She remained silent, only brought his hand to...