He Thinks Things Through Too Much.

She Reminded Me Of What It Did To Her When I Left — What It Still Does To Her When I Leave. She Feels Horrible About Bringing That Up, But She’s Right. I’ll Never Be Able To Make Up For That, But I’ll Never Stop Trying Anyway.

Carlisle Has A Theory...he Believes That We All Bring Something Of Our Strongest Human Traits With Us Into The Next Life, Where They Are Intensified - Like Our Minds, And Our Senses.

The Sun Was Hot On My Skin, Too Bright As It Bounced Off The White Concrete And Blinded Me. I Felt Dangerously Exposed. More Fiercely Than I Would Have Dreamed I Was Capable Of, I Wished For The Green, Protective Forest Of Forks . . . Of Home.

You Look Tired." "yeah," I Agreed, And Shrugged. "near-death Experiences Do That To Me . . .

You Held Out Your Hand, And I Took It Without Stopping To Make Sense Of What I Was Doing. For The First Time In Almost A Century, I Felt Hope.