Does It Bother You, Me Being Half

Billy Wanted Me To Stay A Safe Distance From The Most Important Person In My Life. It Turned Out That His Concern Was, In The End, Unnecessary. I Was All Too Safe Now.

Of Course, I Still Saw Edward At School, Because There Wasn't Anything Charlie [her Dad] 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 Second-story Window Was Almost As Useful As His Ability To Read Charlie's Mind.

I Tried To Remember How To Exhale. I Had To Look Away Before It Came Back To Me.

But On A Clear, Sunny Day? How Would She Know To Flee When She Couldn't See Any Place For Danger To Hide?

I Grew Up In A Community Where It Was Not The Exception To Be A Good Girl. It Was Sort Of Expected. And All Of My Friends Were Good Girls Too, And My Boyfriends Were Good Boys. Everybody Was Pretty Nice. And That Affects How I Write My Characters. There Aren't Very Many Bad Guys In My Novels.