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About
three
things
I
was
absolutely
positive
.
First
,
Edward
was
a
vampire
.
Second
,
there
was
part
of
him
-
and
I
didn
’
t
know
how
potent
that
part
might
be
-
that
thirsted
for
my
blood
.
And
third
,
I
was
unconditionally
and
irrevocably
in
love
with
him
.
It
was
very
hard
,
in
the
morning
,
to
argue
with
the
part
of
me
that
was
sure
last
night
was
a
dream
.
Logic
wasn
’
t
on
my
side
,
or
common
sense
.
I
clung
to
the
parts
I
couldn
’
t
have
imagined
-
like
his
smell
.
I
was
sure
I
could
never
have
dreamed
that
up
on
my
own
.
It
was
foggy
and
dark
outside
my
window
,
absolutely
perfect
.
He
had
no
reason
not
to
be
in
school
today
.
I
dressed
in
my
heavy
clothes
,
remembering
I
didn
’
t
have
a
jacket
.
Further
proof
that
my
memory
was
real
.
When
I
got
downstairs
,
Charlie
was
gone
again
-
I
was
running
later
than
I
’
d
realized
.
I
swallowed
a
granola
bar
in
three
bites
,
chased
it
down
with
milk
straight
from
the
carton
,
and
then
hurried
out
the
door
.
Hopefully
the
rain
would
hold
off
until
I
could
find
Jessica
.
It
was
unusually
foggy
;
the
air
was
almost
smoky
with
it
.
The
mist
was
ice
cold
where
it
clung
to
the
exposed
skin
on
my
face
and
neck
.
I
couldn
’
t
wait
to
get
the
heat
going
in
my
truck
.
It
was
such
a
thick
fog
that
I
was
a
few
feet
down
the
driveway
before
I
realized
there
was
a
car
in
it
:
a
silver
car
.
My
heart
thudded
,
stuttered
,
and
then
picked
up
again
in
double
time
.
I
didn
’
t
see
where
he
came
from
,
but
suddenly
he
was
there
,
pulling
the
door
open
for
me
.
"
Do
you
want
to
ride
with
me
today
?
"
he
asked
,
amused
by
my
expression
as
he
caught
me
by
surprise
yet
again
.
There
was
uncertainty
in
his
voice
.
He
was
really
giving
me
a
choice
-
I
was
free
to
refuse
,
and
part
of
him
hoped
for
that
.
It
was
a
vain
hope
.
"
Yes
,
thank
you
,
"
I
said
,
trying
to
keep
my
voice
calm
.
As
I
stepped
into
the
warm
car
,
I
noticed
his
tan
jacket
was
slung
over
the
headrest
of
the
passenger
seat
.
The
door
closed
behind
me
,
and
,
sooner
than
should
be
possible
,
he
was
sitting
next
to
me
,
starting
the
car
.
"
I
brought
the
jacket
for
you
.
I
didn
’
t
want
you
to
get
sick
or
something
.
"
His
voice
was
guarded
.
I
noticed
that
he
wore
no
jacket
himself
,
just
a
light
gray
knit
V
-
neck
shirt
with
long
sleeves
.
Again
,
the
fabric
clung
to
his
perfectly
muscled
chest
.
It
was
a
colossal
tribute
to
his
face
that
it
kept
my
eyes
away
from
his
body
.
