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Chapter 2
Igottheheaterrunning,foroncenotcaringaboutthemind-numbingroaroftheengine.Iunzippedmyjacket,putthehooddown,andfluffedmydamphairoutsotheheatercoulddryitonthewayhome.
Ilookedaroundmetomakesureitwasclear.That’swhenInoticedthestill,whitefigure.EdwardCullenwasleaningagainstthefrontdooroftheVolvo,threecarsdownfromme,andstaringintentlyinmydirection.Iswiftlylookedawayandthrewthetruckintoreverse,almosthittingarustyToyotaCorollainmyhaste.LuckyfortheToyota,Istompedonthebrakeintime.Itwasjustthesortofcarthatmytruckwouldmakescrapmetalof.Itookadeepbreath,stilllookingouttheothersideofmycar,andcautiouslypulledoutagain,withgreatersuccess.IstaredstraightaheadasIpassedtheVolvo,butfromaperipheralpeek,IwouldswearIsawhimlaughing.
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