My money's on the big Indian,' someone was saying. I peeked up to see that Tyler, Mike, Austin and Ben had there heads bent together, deep in conversation. 'Yeah,' Mike whispered. 'Did you see the size of that Jacob kid? I think he could take Cullen down.' Mike seemed pleased by the idea.
Stephenie MeyerI was like a lost moonโmy planet destroyed in some cataclysmic, disaster-movie scenario of desolationโthat continued, nevertheless, to circle in a tight little orbit around the empty space left behind, ignoring the laws of gravity.
Stephenie MeyerIt felt almost rude to ignore toe pretty white bed, but we just werenโt going to make it that far.
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