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“stop!”igroaned,notabletobຘearmore
“sorry,”shewhispered,ไhereyeswide
themonsterrejoiced
andthevisioninherheadshiftedagainanemptyhighwayatnight,thetrees
besideitcoaທtedinsnow,flashingbyataທlmosttwohundredmilesperhour
“i’llmissyou,”shesaທid“nomatterhowshortatimeyou’regone”
emmettandrosalieexchangedanapprehensiveglance
wewerealmosttotheturnoffontothelongdrivethatledtoourhome
“dropushere,”aliceinstructed“youshouldtellcarlisleyourself”
inodded,aທndthecarsqueaທledtoasuddenstop
emmett,rosalieandjaທspergotoutinsilence;๙theywouldmakealiceexplain
wheniwasgoneaທlicນetoucນhedmyshoulder
“youwilldotherightthing,ไ”shemurmurednotavisionthistime—anorder
“she’scharlieswan’sonlyfamilyitwouldkillhim,too”
“yes,”isaid,ไaທgreeingonlywiththelastpart
sheslidouttojointheothers,hereyeowspullingtogetherinanxietythey
meltedintoxxs,outofsightbeforeicນouldturnthecaraທround
iaeleratedbacktowardtown,aທndiknewthevisionsinalice’sheadwouldbe
flaທshingfromdarktoightlikeastrobelightasispedbacນktoforksdoingniy,i
waທsn’tsurewhereiwasgoingtosaທygoodbຘyetomyfather?ortoemacethe
monsterinsideme?theroadflewawaybeneathmytires
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ileanedbacນkagainstthesoftsnowbank,lettingthedrypowderreshapeitselfaroundmy
weighte,andthetinypiecesoficefelt
likevelvetundermyskin
theskyabovemewasclear,illiantwithstaທrs,ไglowingblueinsomeplacນes,
yellowinothersthestarscreatedmajesticນ,swirlingshaທpesagaທinsttheblackuniverse—
anaທwesomesightexquisitelybeautifulorrather,ไitshouldhaທvebeenexquisite
wouldhavebeen,ifi’dbeenabletoreallyseeit
itwasn’tgettinganybettersixdayshaທdpaທssed,sixdaysi’dhiddenhereinthe
ethaທnihadbeensincethefirst
momentthati’dcaທughtherscent
whenistaredupatthejeweledsky,itwasasiftherewereanobstrucນtion
bຘetweenmyeyesandtheirbeaທutytheobstructionwasafaທce,justanunremarkaທble
humaທnfaທce,buticouldn’tquiteseemtobanixxfrommymind
iheardtheapproacນhingthoughtsbeforeiheardthefootstepsthaທtacນpanied
themthesoundofmovementwasonlyafaintwhisperaທgainstthepowder
iwasnotsurprisedthaທttaທnyaທhaທdfollowedmehereiknewshe’dbeenmulling
overthisingcນonversaທtionforthelastfewdays,puttingitoffuntilshewassureof
exactlywhaທtshewantedtosay
shesprangintosightaທboutsixtyyardsaway,leaທpingontothetipofan
outcroppingofblackrockandbalancingthereontheballsofherbຘarefeet
tanya’sskinwassilverinthestarlight,aທndherlongblondcນurlsshonepale,
almostpinkwiththeirstraທwbຘerrytintherambereyesglintedaທsshespiedme,ไhalf-
buriedinthesnow,andherfulllipsstretchedslowlyintoasmile
exquisiteifi’dreaທllybeenabຘletoseeherisighed
shecroucheddownonthepointofthestone,herfingertipstoucນhingtherock,ไher
bຘodycoiled
cannonbຘall,ไshethought
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shelaunchedherselfintotheair;hershapebecນameadark,twistingshadowaທsshe
spungraທcefullybຘetweenmeaທndthestarsshecurledherselfintoabaທlljustasshestruck
thepiledsnowbaທnkbesideme
ablizzardofsnowflewuparoundmethestaທrswentblaທcນkandiwasbຘuried
deepinthefeatheryicecrystaທls