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"
Bella
,
you
scared
me
!
Don
’
t
you
ever
do
that
to
me
again
!
"
Her
voice
continued
as
I
ran
into
the
long
,
high
-
ceilinged
room
.
I
stared
around
me
,
trying
to
find
where
her
voice
was
coming
from
.
I
heard
her
laugh
,
and
I
whirled
to
the
sound
.
There
she
was
,
on
the
TV
screen
,
tousling
my
hair
in
relief
.
It
was
Thanksgiving
,
and
I
was
twelve
.
We
’
d
gone
to
see
my
grandmother
in
California
,
the
last
year
before
she
died
.
We
went
to
the
beach
one
day
,
and
I
’
d
leaned
too
far
over
the
edge
of
the
pier
.
She
’
d
seen
my
feet
flailing
,
trying
to
reclaim
my
balance
.
"
Bella
?
Bella
?
"
she
’
d
called
to
me
in
fear
.
And
then
the
TV
screen
was
blue
.
I
turned
slowly
.
He
was
standing
very
still
by
the
back
exit
,
so
still
I
hadn
’
t
noticed
him
at
first
.
In
his
hand
was
a
remote
control
.
We
stared
at
each
other
for
a
long
moment
,
and
then
he
smiled
.
He
walked
toward
me
,
quite
close
,
and
then
passed
me
to
put
the
remote
down
next
to
the
VCR
.
I
turned
carefully
to
watch
him
.
"
Sorry
about
that
,
Bella
,
but
isn
’
t
it
better
that
your
mother
didn
’
t
really
have
to
be
involved
in
all
this
?
"
His
voice
was
courteous
,
kind
.
And
suddenly
it
hit
me
.
My
mother
was
safe
.
She
was
still
in
Florida
.
She
’
d
never
gotten
my
message
.
She
’
d
never
been
terrified
by
the
dark
red
eyes
in
the
abnormally
pale
face
before
me
.
She
was
safe
.
"
Yes
,
"
I
answered
,
my
voice
saturated
with
relief
.
