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depressed as I considered all the uninterrupted alone time。 If he could just
last through the school year;
Charlie wouldn't be able to object。 We could go away to college; or pretend
that's what we were doing;
like Rosalie and Emmett this year。 Surely Edward could wait a year。 What was a
year to an immortal? It
didn't even seem like that much to me。
I was able to talk myself into enough posure to handle getting out of the
truck and walking to the
store。 Mike Newton had beaten me here today; and he smiled and waved when I
came in。 I grabbed my
vest; nodding vaguely in his direction。 I was still imagining pleasant
scenarios that consisted of me running
away with Edward to various exotic locales。
Mike interrupted my fantasy。 〃How was your birthday?〃
〃Ugh;〃 I mumbled。 〃I'm glad it's over。〃
Mike looked at me from the corners of his eyes like I was crazy。
Work dragged。 I wanted to see Edward again; praying that he would be past the
worst of this; whatever
it was exactly; by the time I saw him again。 It's nothing; I told myself over
and over again。 Everything will
go back to normal。
The relief I felt when I turned onto my street and saw Edward's silver car
parked in front of my house
was an overwhelming; heady thing。 And it bothered me deeply that it should be
that way。
I hurried through the front door; calling out before I was pletely inside。
〃Dad? Edward?〃
As I spoke; I could hear the distinctive theme music from ESPN's SportsCenter
ing from the living
room。
〃In here;〃 Charlie called。
I hung my raincoat on its peg and hurried around the corner。