*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 17 - THE GAME
It was just beginning to drizzle when Edward turned onto my street. Up until that moment, I'd had no doubt that he'd be staying with me while I spent a few interim hours in the real world.
And then I saw the black car, a weathered Ford, parked in Charlie's driveway - and heard Edward mutter something unitelligible in a low, harsh voice.
Leaning away from the rain under the shallow from porch, Jacob Black stood behind his father's wheelchair. Billy's face was impassive as stone as Edward parked my truck against the curb. Jacob stared down,...
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