Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.

“I couldn't bring myself to regret the decision. When life offers you a dream so…”

“When I write a story, it's not like I'm thinking about what I'm doing”

“So what are you going to tell her?""A little help?" I pleaded. "What does she w…”

“Whoa, whoa! Hold up, there, kid. She lives in Forks, remember? So she gets rain…”