returning from moffett , and seeing yama again , patiently wondering what gerald was up to , geralds thoughts fell on the reason he was there : as he had left him , still sitting in a soaked car , clutching the steering wheel , perhaps making out the fast food restaurant through the click , click of the wipers , perhaps seeing nothing , perplexed perhaps , sad perhaps , still unsure what on earth had happened to him , and even more so , to gerald : his father .