Unca Jay!" "How's it going Claire?" She giggled. "Qwil aaaaawl wet now." "I can see that. Where's your mama?" "Gone, gone, gone," Claire sang. "Cwaire pway wid Qwil aaaawl day. Cwaire nebber gowin home." Jacob and Claire, Breaking Dawn, page 152.
Stephenie MeyerI would always love this fragile human girl, for the rest of my limitless existence.
Stephenie MeyerBella?" a different voice called from the distance. No! Please let me be imagining that horribly familiar voice.
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