See also...
  • Where’s my Pepper Spray?
  • I knew exactly where my pepper spray was — still in my duffle bag under the bed, never unpacked.
  • Not to Throw Up
  • I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping to die. Or, at the very least, not to throw up.
  • Can You Walk
  • Can you walk, or do you want me to carry you again?
  • Denying My Thirst
  • When you walked past me, I could have ruined everything Carlisle has built for us, right then and there. If I hadn’t been denying my thirst for the last, well, too many years, I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself.

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