"As we reached town, the truck bounced from the dirt road to the pavement, and something underneath made an ugly cracking sound. "It's been doing that," Daniel said. "Just ignore it. Corey says he'll take a look on the weekend." "Well, no matter how dire the situation, if my dad offers you a new truck, don't do it. There's a serious string attached." "Huh?" he said. I told him what my dad had said. That got him laughing and as we pulled into the school parking lot, even the sight of Rafe waiting for me only made him roll his eyes. We got out. I glanced at Daniel. He sighed. "Go on." "You sound like you're giving a five-year-old permission to play with an unsuitable friend." "If the shoe fits..." I flipped him off. "Watch it or I won't marry you," he said. "Truck or no truck." I laughed and jogged over to Rafe. "Did he just say...?" Rafe began. "Yes. And don't ask."