As always, I was electrically aware of Edward sitting close enough to touch, as distant as if he were merely an invention of my imagination.

My mom always says I was born thirty-five years old and that I get more middle-aged every year.

Do you think that I could be scary?

The shattering beats made it impossible for me to think — which was the whole purpose of the exercise.

There was a thin ribbon of a trail that led through the forest here, or I wouldn’t risk wandering on my own like this. My sense of direction was hopeless; I could get lost in much less helpful surroundings.

Go stop Jessica and Angela before I have to track them down, too. I don’t think I could restrain myself if I ran into your other friends again.

You take everything so coolly — it’s unnatural. It makes me wonder what you’re really thinking.

They’re right to keep their distance from us. We are still dangerous.

He was such a cheater. Now I was even more worried about what I was going to say to Jessica.

What if his family was there? I felt a wave of real terror. Did they know that I knew? Was I supposed to know that they knew that I knew, or not?