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  ;did you have your eyes open this aftereased. ”do you think i
  could walk dowhe sunlight without g traffic
  ats? there's a reasohe olympisula, one of
  the most sunless pla the world. it's o go outside
  in the day. you wouldn't believe how tired you get of nighttime in
  eighty-odd years.”
  ”so that's where the legends ?”
  ”probably.”
  ”and alice another family, like jasper?”
  ”no, and that is a mystery. ali't remember her huma all.
  a know who created her. she awoke alone. whoever made her
  walked away, and none of us uand why, or how, he could. if she
  hadn't had that other sense, if she hadn't seen jasper and carlisle and
  known that she would someday bee one of us, she probably would have
  turo a total savage.”
  there was so muk through, so much i still wao ask. but,
  to my great embarrassment, my stomach growled. i'd been sued, i
  hadiced i was hungry. i realized now that i was ravenous.
  ”i'm sorry, i'm keeping you from dinner.”
  ”i'm fine, really.”
  ”i've ime arous fet.”
  ”i want to stay with you.” it was easier to say in the darkness, knowing
  as i spoke how my voice would betray me, my hopeless addi.
  ”'t i e in?” he asked.
  ”would you like to?” i 't picture it, this godlike creature sitting
  in my father's shabby kit chair.
  ”yes, if it's all right.” i heard the door close quietly, and almost
  simultaside my d it for me.
  ”very human,” i ented him.
  ”it's definitely resurfag.”
  he walked beside me i, so quietly i had to peek at him
  tly to be sure he was still there. in the darkness he looked much
  more normal. still pale, still dreamlike i he
  fantastig creature of our sunlit afternoon.
  he reached the door ahead of me a for me. i paused halfway
  through the frame.
  ”the door was unlocked?”
  ”he key from uhe eave.”
  i stepped inside, fli the pht, ao look at him
  with my eyebrows raised. i was sure i'd key in front of
  him.
  ”i was curious about you.”
  ”you spied o somehow i 't infuse my voice with the proper
  e. i was flattered.
  he entant. ”what else is there to do at night?”
  i let it go for the momehe hall to the kit. he was
  there before me, needing in the very chair i'd tried to
  picture him i up the kit. it was a moment before i
  could look away.
  i trated oing my diaking last night's lasagna from the
  fridge, plag a square oing it in the microwave. it
  revolved, filli with the smell of tomatano. i
  didn't take my eyes from the plate of food as i spoke.
  ”how often?” i asked casually.
  ”hmmm?” he sounded as if i had pulled him from some other train of
  thought.
  i still didn't turn around. ”how often did you e here?”
  ”i e here almht.”
  i whirled, stunned. ”why?”
  ”you're iing when you sleep.” he spoke matter-of-factly. ”you
  talk.”
  ”no!” i gasped, heat floodihe way to my hairline. i
  gripped the kitter for support. i kalked in my sleep, of
  y mother teased me about it. i hadn't thought it was something i
  o worry abh.
  his expressioly to . ”are yry with me?”
  ”that depe and sounded like i'd had the breath k of
  me.
  he waited.
  ”ed.
  ”what you heard!” i wailed.
  instaly, he was at my side, taking my hands carefully in his.
  ”don't be