Videvik(kogu raamat Inglise keeles)
boy who
looked to be the oldest of the visitors rattled off the names of the seven others with him. All I
caught was
that one of the girls was also named Jessica, and the boy who noticed me was named Jacob.
It was relaxing to sit with Angela; she was a restful kind of person to be around -- she didn't feel
the
need to fill every silence with chatter. She left me free to think undisturbed while we ate. And I
was
thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow in Forks, passing in a blur at times, with
single
images standing out more clearly than others. And then, at other times, every second was
significant,
etched in my mind. I knew exactly what caused the difference, and it disturbed me.
During lunch the clouds started to advance, slinking across the blue sky, darting in front of the
sun
momentarily, casting long shadows across the beach, and blackening the waves. As they finished
eating,