Videvik(kogu raamat Inglise keeles)
"Bella?" he called. It had bothered me before; who else would it be? Suddenly he didn't seem so
far off
base.
"In here." I hoped he couldn't hear the hysterical edge to my voice. I grabbed my dinner from the
microwave and sat at the table as he walked in. His footsteps sounded so noisy after my day with
Edward.
"Can you get me some of that? I'm bushed." He stepped on the heels of his boots to take them off,
holding the back of Edward's chair for support.
I took my food with me, scarfing it down as I got his dinner. It burned my tongue. I filled two
glasses with
milk while his lasagna was heating, and gulped mine to put out the fire. As I set the glass down, I
noticed
the milk trembling and realized my hand was shaking. Charlie sat in the chair, and the contrast
between
him and its former occupant was comical.
"Thanks," he said as I placed his food on the table.
"How was your day?" I asked. The words were rushed; I was dying to escape to my room.
"Good. The fish were biting..
annaabi.ee 
