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  ed with structures that looked like
  tiny cathedrals.
  ”londoeen-fifties,” edward said.
  ”the london of my youth,” carlisle added, from a few feet behind us. i
  flinched; i hadn't heard him approach. edward squeezed my hand.
  ”will you tell the story?” edward asked. i twisted a little to see
  carlisle's rea.
  he met my gland smiled. ”i would,” he replied. ”but i'm actually
  running a bit late. the hospital called this m — dr. snow is taking
  a sick day. besides, you kories as well as i do,” he added,
  grinning at edward now.
  it was a straion to absorb — the everyday s of the
  town doctor stu the middle of a dis of his early days in
  seveury london.
  it was also uo knooke aloud only for my be.
  after another warm smile for me, carlisle left the room.
  i stared at the little picture of carlisle's homet moment.
  ”ehen?” i fiaring up at edas
  watg me. ”when he realized eo him?”
  he glao the paintings, ao see which image caught
  his i now. it was a larger lands dull fall colors — an
  empty, shadowed meadow ih a craggy peak iance.
  ”whe he had bee,” edward said quietly, ”he rebelled
  agaio destroy himself. but that's not easily done.”
  ”how?” i dido say it aloud, but the word brh my shock.
  ”he jumped frhts,” edward told me, his voice impassive. ”he
  tried to drowhe o… but he was young to the new life,
  arong. it is amazing that he was able to resist… feeding… while
  he was still so is more powerful then, it takes over
  everything. but he elled by himself that he had the strength to
  try to kill himself with starvation.”
  ”is that possible?” my voice was faint.
  ”no, there are very fee be killed.”
  i opeh to ask, but he spoke before i could.
  ”so he grew very hungry, aually weak. he strayed as far as he
  an pnizing that his as
  weakening, too. for months he wandered by he lo
  places, loathing himself.
  ”o, a herd of deer passed his hiding place. he ith
  thirst that he attacked without a thought. his streurned and he
  realized there was ao being the vile monster he feared.
  had he en venison in his former life? over the hs his new
  philosophy was born. he could exist without being a demon. he found
  himself again.
  ”he begaer use of his time. he'd always bee,
  eager to learn. now he had uime before him. he studied by
  night, planned by day. he swam to frand —”
  ”he swam to france?”
  ”people swim the el all the time, bella,” he remily.
  ”that's true, i guess. it just sounded funny in that text. go on.”
  ”swimming is easy for us —”
  ”everything is easy for you,” i griped.
  he waited, his expression amused.
  ”i won't i again, i promise.”
  he chuckled darkly, and finished his senteeically, we
  doo breathe.”
  ”you —”
  ”no, no, you promised.” he laughed, putting his ger lightly to my
  lips. ”do you waory or not?”
  ”you 't sprihi ohe to
  say anything,” i mumbled against his finger.
  he lifted his hand, moving it taihe speed of my
  heart reacted to that, but i persisted.
  ”you don't have to breathe?” i demanded.
  ”no, it's not necessary. just a habit.” he shrugged.
  ”how long you go… with?”
  ”iely, i suppose; i don't k unfortable —
  being without a sense of smell.”
  ”a bit unfortable,” i echoed.
  i wasn't payio