March 10th, Evening
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themidnightsonLeaving Bella in the hands of her father and the Black's was not the ending of the day Edward had been hoping for. His teeth clenched and he replayed the thoughts Billy had when they passed for the dozenth time while he pushed the Volvo far beyond the speed limit returning home.
His son's focus hadn't been much better, but at least they were a recording he heard from other males who passed Bella in a given day at school. Billy, on the other hand....
The Volvo came to a squealing halt in the driveway fourteen inches from the garage door -- one from Alice's knees.
His son's focus hadn't been much better, but at least they were a recording he heard from other males who passed Bella in a given day at school. Billy, on the other hand....
The Volvo came to a squealing halt in the driveway fourteen inches from the garage door -- one from Alice's knees.
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Date: 2009-06-22 04:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-06-23 09:28 am (UTC)It's an easy question. Too easy. Too like any hundred of other times it, or questions like it, have passed between them. Especially for how much he has believe she will win this part, how much he needs to feel someone else believe that he will.