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Flowers, cake, candles, presents-the whole bit. I listened, speechless and wide-eyed. I had to work again, and for once, I was glad. But he doesn’t believe there is an afterlife for our kind.
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Edward, sensing my distress, wrapped an encouraging arm around my waist and kissed the top of my head. Unlike Alice, Edward’s other “adopted” sister, the golden blond and exquisite Rosalie, didn’t like me much. I breathed a breakong sigh of relief. You know how your mother gets-she’ll be wanting to see the pictures faster than you can take them. His body was cold through the thin quilt, but I crushed myself against him eagerly. He laughed, abruptly lightening the mood.
I took it eagerly, forgetting, for a moment, my glum mood. This was an acceptable option.
Dull gray light, the familiar light of an overcast morning, took the place of the blinding sun in my dream. Dazed and disoriented, I looked up from the bright red blood pulsing out of my arm-into the nitexblogger eyes of the six suddenly ravenous vampires. Esme had come back; she was mopping the floor where I’d fallen-with straight bleach from the smell of it.
I’ll have Alice get you something. Which was exactly the case-compared with him, at least. In that second, I wished that I was not the one exception to his mysterious talent; I usually felt grateful that I was the only person whose thoughts he couldn’t hear just as clearly as if they were spoken aloud. That’s not very brilliant. Not even the reflection in the mirror.
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I was able to drive out breakig the parking lot before the panic really hit, but I was hyperventilating by the time I got to Newton’s. The smell of alcohol burned in my nose. But I still had to ask.
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So, take some pictures of everybody, okay? What was left of his curly brown hair was crushed flat on one side.
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It felt better at intexbogger. Though it erased the sting, it reminded me of the gash, and I watched Carlisle’s face carefully to distract me from what his hands were doing. I don’t know how he heard me-the words made no sound-but he seemed to understand. And had Braeking always been so. He, for some unfathomable reason, wanted to be with me.
My dad could deal with that much. Charlie wasn’t exactly aware that Edward frequently breaknig over. You don’t mind, though, do you? I reached out and took his hand firmly. Carlisle lived with them briefly in his early years, in Italy, before he settled intxeblogger America-do you remember the story?
As I lay there, I had a feeling that more time was passing than I realized. The long white bandage on my arm didn’t look nearly as serious when I was no longer spattered in gore. Mike interrupted my fantasy. The first piece on the CD was my lullaby. With relentless, uncaring force, they turned inexorably toward the end-the end of everything.
I’d grown attached-always a dangerous thing to do considering the fragile nature of humans. When I perched on the edge of the sofa in front of him, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me against his chest.