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bothering him in his own time。 My dad was not a man of many words; and the effort he had put into trying to 
orchestrate a sitdown dinner with me made it clear there were an uncharacteristic number of words on his 
mind。 
I glanced at the clock routinely — something I did every few minutes around this time。 Less than a half 
hour to go now。 
Afternoons were the hardest part of my day。 Ever since my former best friend (and werewolf); Jacob 
Black; had informed on me about the motorcycle I’d been riding on the sly — a betrayal he had devised in 
order to get me grounded so that I couldn’t spend time with my boyfriend (and vampire); Edward Cullen — 
Edward had been allowed to see me only from seven till nihirty p。m。; always inside the confines of my 
home and under the supervision of my dad’s unfailingly crabby glare。 
This was an escalation from the previous; slightly less stringent grounding that I’d earned for an 
unexplained threeday disappearance and one episode of cliff diving。 
Of course; I still saw Edward at school; because there wasn’t anything Charlie could do about that。 And 
then; Edward spent almost every night in my room; too; but Charlie wasn’t precisely aware of that。 Edward’s 
ability to climb easily and silently through my secondstory window was almost as useful as his ability to read 
Charlie’s mind。 
Though the afternoon was the only time I spent away from Edward; it was enough to make me restless; 
and the hours always dragged。 Still; I endured my punishment without plaining because — for one thing 
— I knew I’d earned it; and — for another — because I couldn’t bear to hurt my dad by moving out now; 
when a much more permanent separation hovered; invisible to Charlie; so close on my horizon。 
My dad sat down at the table with a grunt and unfolded the damp newspaper there; within seconds he 
was clucking his tongue in disapproval。 
“I don’t know why you read the news; Dad。 It only ticks you off。” 
He ignored me; grumbling at the paper in his hands。 “This is why everyone wants to live in a small town! 
Ridiculous。” 
“What have big cities done wrong now?” 
“Seattle’s making a run for murder capital of the country。 Five unsolved homicides in the last two weeks。 
Can you imagine living like that?” 
“I think Phoenix is actually higher up the homicide list; Dad。 I have lived like that。” And I’d never e 
close to being a murder victim until after I moved to his safe little town。 In fact; I was still on several hit lists。 。 。 
。 The spoon shook in my hands; making the water tremble。 
“Well; you couldn’t pay me enough;” Charlie said。 
I gave up on saving dinner and settled for serving it; I had to use a steak knife to cut a portion of spaghetti 
for Charlie and then myself; while he watched with a sheepish expression。 Charlie coated his helping with 
sauce and dug in。 I disguised my own clump as well as I could and followed his example without much 
enthusiasm。 We ate in silence for a moment。 Charlie was still scanning the news; so I picked up my much 
abused copy of Wuthering Heights from where I’d left it this morning at breakfast; and tried to lose myself in 
turnofthecentury England while I waited for him to start talking。 
I was just to the part where Heathcliff returns when Charlie cleared his throat and threw the paper to the 

floor。 
  “You’re right;” Charlie said。 “I did have a reason for doing this。” He waved his fork at the gluey spread。 “I 
wanted to talk to you。” 
  I laid the book aside; the binding was so destroyed that it slumped flat to the table。 “You could have just 
asked。” 
  He nodded; his eyebrows pulling together。 “Yeah。 I’ll remember that next time。 I thought taking dinner off 
your hands would soften you up。” 
  I laughed。 “It worked — your cooking skills have me soft as a marshmallow。 What do you need; Dad?” 
  “Well; it’s about Jacob。” 
  I felt my face harden。 “What about him?” I asked through stiff lips。 
  “Easy; Bells。 I know you’re still upset that he told on you; but it was the right thing。 He was being 
responsible。” 
  “Responsible;” I repeated scathingly; rolling my eyes。 “Right。 So; what about Jacob?” 
  The careless question repeated inside my head; anything but trivial。 What about Jacob? What was I 
going to do about him? My former best friend who was now 。 。 。 what? My enemy? I cringed。 
  Charlie’s face was suddenly wary。 “Don’t get mad at me; okay?” 
  “Mad?” 
  “Well; it’s about Edward; too。” 
  My eyes narrowed。 
  Charlie’s voice got gruffer。 “I let him in the house; don’t I?” 
  “You do;” I admitted。 “For brief periods of time。 Of course; you might let me out of the house for brief 
periods now and then; too;” I continued — only jokingly; I knew I was on lockdown for the duration of the 
school year。 “I’ve been pretty good lately。” 
  “Well; that’s kind of where I was heading with this。 。 。 。” And then Charlie’s face stretched into an 
unexpected eyecrinkling grin; for a second he looked twenty years younger。 
  I saw a dim glimmer of possibility in that smile; but I proceeded slowly。 “I’m confused; Dad。 Are we 
talking about Jacob; or Edward; or me being grounded?” 
  The grin flashed again。 “Sort of all three。” 
  “And how do they relate?” I asked; cautious。 
  “Okay。” He sighed; raising his hands as if in surrender。 “So I’m thinking maybe you deserve a parole for 
good behavior。 For a teenager; you’re amazingly nonwhiney。” 
  My voice and eyebrows shot up。 “Seriously? I’m free?” 
  Where was this ing from? I’d been positive I would be under house arrest until I actually moved out; 
and Edward hadn’t picked up any wavering in Charlie’s thoughts。 。 。 。 
  Charlie held up one finger。 “Conditionally。” 
  The enthusiasm vanished。 “Fantastic;” I groaned。 
  “Bella; this is more of a request than a demand; okay? You’re free。 But I’m hoping you’ll use that freedom 
。 。 。 judiciously。” 
  “What does that mean?” 
  He sighed again。 “I know you’re satisfied to spend all of your time with Edward —” 
  “I spend time with Alice; too;” I interjected。 Edward’s sister had no hours of 
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