3 eclipse月食-第103部分

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were　annihilated；　the　universe　would　turn　to　a　mighty　stranger。’”　I　nodded；　again　to　myself。　“I　know　exactly　
what　she　means。　And　I　know　who　I　can’t　live　without。”　
Edward　took　the　book　from　my　hands　and　flipped　it　across　the　room　—　it　landed　with　a　light　thud　on　my　
desk。　He　wrapped　his　arms　around　my　waist。　
A　small　smile　lit　his　perfect　face；　though　worry　still　lined　his　forehead。　“Heathcliff　had　his　moments；　too；”　
he　said。　He　didn’t　need　the　book　to　get　it　word　perfect。　He　pulled　me　closer　and　whispered　inmy　ear；　“‘I　
cannot　live　without　my　life！　I　cannot　live　without　my　soul！’”　
“Yes；”　I　said　quietly。　“That’s　my　point。”　
“Bella；　I　can’t　stand　for　you　to　be　miserable。　Maybe　。　。　。”　
“No；　Edward。　I’ve　made　a　real　mess　of　things；　and　I’m　going　to　have　to　live　with　that。　But　I　know　what　I　
want　and　what　I　need　。　。　。　and　what　I’m　going　to　do　now。”　
“What　are　we　going　to　do　now？”　
I　smiled　just　a　bit　at　his　correction；　and　then　I　sighed。　“We　are　going　to　go　see　Alice。”　


Alice　was　on　the　bottom　porch　step；　too　hyper　to　wait　for　us　inside。　She　looked　about　to　break　into　a　
celebration　dance；　so　excited　was　she　about　the　news　she　knew　I　was　there　to　deliver。　
“Thank　you；　Bella！”　she　sang　as　we　got　out　of　the　truck。　
“Hold　it；　Alice；”　I　warned　her；　lifting　a　hand　up　to　halt　her　glee。　“I’ve　got　a　few　limitations　for　you。”　
“I　know；　I　know；　I　know。　I　only　have　until　August　thirteenth　at　the　latest；　you　have　veto　power　on　the　
guest　list；　and　if　I　go　overboard　on　anything；　you’ll　never　speak　to　me　again。”　
“Oh；　okay。　Well；　yeah。　You　know　the　rules；　then。”　
“Don’t　worry；　Bella；　it　will　be　perfect。　Do　you　want　to　see　your　dress？”　
I　had　to　take　a　few　deep　breaths。　Whatever　makes　her　happy；　I　said　to　myself。　
“Sure。”　
Alice’s　smile　was　smug。　
“Um；　Alice；”　I　said；　keeping　the　casual；　unruffled　tone　in　my　voice。　“When　did　you　get　me　a　dress？”　
It　probably　wasn’t　much　of　a　show。　Edward　squeezed　my　hand。　
Alice　led　the　way　inside；　heading　for　the　stairs。　“These　things　take　time；　Bella；”　Alice　explained。　Her　tone　
seemed　。　。　。　evasive。　“I　mean；　I　wasn’t　sure　things　were　going　to　turn　out　this　way；　but　there　was　a　distinct　
possibility。　。　。　。”　
“When？”　I　asked　again。　
“Perrine　Bruyere　has　a　waiting　list；　you　know；”　she　said；　defensive　now。　“Fabric　masterpieces　don’t　
happen　overnight。　If　I　hadn’t　thought　ahead；　you’d　be　wearing　something　off　the　rack！”　
It　didn’t　look　like　I　was　going　to　get　a　straight　answer。　“Per　—　who？”　
“He’s　not　a　major　designer；　Bella；　so　there’s　no　need　to　throw　a　hissy　fit。　He’s　got　promise；　though；　and　
he　specializes　in　what　I　needed。”　
“I’m　not　throwing　a　fit。”　
“No；　you’re　not。”　She　eyed　my　calm　face　suspiciously。　Then；　as　we　walked　into　her　room；　she　turned　on　
Edward。　
“You　—　out。”　
“Why？”　I　demanded。　
“Bella；”　she　groaned。　“You　know　the　rules。　He’s　not　supposed　to　see　the　dress　till　the　day　of。”　
I　took　another　deep　breath。　“It　doesn’t　matter　to　me。　And　you　know　he’s　already　seen　it　in　your　head。　But　
if　that’s　how　you　want　it。　。　。　。”　
She　shoved　Edward　back　out　the　door。　He　didn’t　even　look　at　her　—　his　eyes　were　on　me；　wary；　afraid　
to　leave　me　alone。　
I　nodded；　hoping　my　expression　was　tranquil　enough　to　reassure　him。　
Alice　shut　the　door　in　his　face。　

“All　right！”　she　muttered。　“C’mon。”　
She　grabbed　my　wrist　and　towed　me　to　her　closet　—　which　was　bigger　than　my　bedroom　—　and　then　
dragged　me　to　the　back　corner；　where　a　long　white　garment　bag　had　a　rack　all　to　itself。　
She　unzipped　the　bag　in　one　sweeping　movement；　and　then　slipped　it　carefully　off　the　hanger。　She　took　a　
step　back；　holding　her　hand　out　to　the　dress　like　she　was　a　game　show　hostess。　
“Well？”　she　asked　breathlessly。　
I　appraised　it　for　a　long　moment；　playing　with　her　a　bit。　Her　expression　turned　worried。　
“Ah；”　I　said；　and　I　smiled；　letting　her　relax。　“I　see。”　
“What　do　you　think？”　she　demanded。　
It　was　my　Anne　of　Green　Gables　vision　all　over　again。　
“It’s　perfect；　of　course。　Exactly　right。　You’re　a　genius。”　
She　grinned。　“I　know。”　
“Nieeneighteen？”　I　guessed。　
“More　or　less；”　she　said；　nodding。　“Some　of　it　is　my　design；　the　train；　the　veil。　。　。　。”　She　touched　the　white　
satin　as　she　spoke。　“The　lace　is　vintage。　Do　you　like　it？”　
“It’s　beautiful。　It’s　just　right　for　him。”　
“But　is　it　just　right　for　you？”　she　insisted。　
“Yes；　I　think　it　is；　Alice。　I　think　it’s　just　what　I　need。　I　know　you’ll　do　a　great　job　with　this　。　。　。　if　you　can　
keep　yourself　in　check。”　
She　beamed。　
“Can　I　see　your　dress？”　I　asked。　
She　blinked；　her　face　blank。　
“Didn’t　you　order　your　bridesmaid　dress　at　the　same　time？　I　wouldn’t　want　my　maid　of　honor　to　wear　
something　off　the　rack。”　I　pretended　to　wince　in　horror。　
She　threw　her　arms　around　my　waist。　“Thank　you；　Bella！”　
“How　could　you　not　see　that　one　ing？”　I　teased；　kissing　her　spiky　hair。　“Some　psychic　you　are！”　
Alice　danced　back；　and　her　face　was　bright　with　fresh　enthusiasm。　“I’ve　got　so　much　to　do！　Go　play　with　
Edward。　I　have　to　get　to　work。”　
She　dashed　out　of　the　room；　yelling；　“Esme！”　as　she　disappeared。　
I　followed　at　my　own　pace。　Edward　was　waiting　for　me　in　the　hallway；　leaning　against　the　woodpaneled　
wall。　
“That　was　very；　very　nice　of　you；”　he　told　me。　
“She　seems　happy；”　I　agreed。　
He　touched　my　face；　his　eyes　—　too　dark；　it　had　been　so　long　since　he’d　left　me　—　searched　my　
expression　minutely。　
“Let’s　get　out　of　here；”　he　suddenly　suggested。　“Let’s　go　to　our　meadow。”　
It　sounded　very　appealing。　“I　guess　I　don’t　have　to　hide　out　anymore；　do　I？”　
“No。　The　danger　is　behind　us。”　
He　was　quiet；　thoughtful；　as　he　ran。　The　wind　blew　on　my　face；　warmer　now　that　the　storm　had　really　
passed。　The　clouds　covered　the　sky；　the　way　they　usually　did。　
The　meadow　was　a　peaceful；　happy　place　today。　Patches　of　summer　daisies　interrupted　the　grass　with　
splashes　of　white　and　yellow。　I　lay　back；　ignoring　the　slight　dampness　of　the　ground；　and　looked　for　pictures　in　
the　clouds。　They　were　too　even；　too　smooth。　No　pictures；　just　a　soft；　gray　blanket。　
Edward　lay　next　to　me　and　held　my　hand。　
“August　thirteenth？”　he　asked　casually　after　a　few　minutes　of　fortable　silence。　
“That　gives　me　a　month　till　my　birthday。　I　didn’t　want　to　cut　it　too　close。”　
He　sighed。　“Esme　is　three　years　older　than　Carlisle　—　technically。　Did　you　know　that？”　
I　shook　my　head。　
“It　hasn’t　made　any　difference　to　them。”　
My　voice　was　serene；　a　counterpoint　to　his　anxiety。　“My　age　is　not　really　that　important。　Edward；　I’m　
ready。　I’ve　chosen　my　life　—　now　I　want　to　start　living　it。”　
He　stroked　my　hair。　“The　guest　list　veto？”　

“I　don’t　care　really；　but　I　。　。　。”　I　hesitated；　not　wanting　to　explain　this　one。　Best　to　get　it　over　with。　“I’m　not　
sure　if　Alice　would　feel　the　need　to　invite　。　。　。　a　few　werewolves。　I　don’t　know　if　。　。　。　Jake　would　feel　like　。　。　。　
like　he　should　e。　Like　that’s　the　right　thing　to　do；　or　that　I’d　get　my　feelings　hurt　if　he　didn’t。　He　shouldn’t　
have　to　go　through　that。”　
Edward　was　quiet　for　a　minute。　I　stared　at　the　tips　of　the　treetops；　almost　black　against　the　light　gray　of　the　
sky。　
Suddenly；　Edward　grabbed　me　around　the　waist　and　pulled　me　onto　his　chest。　
“Tell　me　why　you’re　doing　this；　Bella。　Why　did　you　decide；　now；　to　give　Alice　free　reign？”　
I　repeated　for　him　the　conversation　I　had　with　Charlie　last　night　before　I’d　gone　to　see　Jacob。　
“It　wouldn’t　be　fair　to　keep　Charlie　out　of　this；”　I　concluded。　“And　that　means　Renée　and　Phil。　I　might　as　
well　let　Alice　have　her　fun；　too。　Maybe　itwill　make　the　whole　thing　easier　for　Charlie　if　he　gets　his　proper　
goodbye。　Even　if　he　thinks　it’s　much　too　early；　I　wouldn’t　want　to　cheat　him　out　of　the　chance　to　walk　me　
down　the　aisle。”　I　grimaced　at　the　words；　then　took　another　deep　breath。　“At　least　my　mom　and　dad　and　my　
friends　will　know　the　best　part　of　my　choice；　the　most　I’m　allowed　to　tell　them。　They’ll　know　I　chose　you；　and　
they’ll　know　we’re　together。　They’ll　know　I’m　happy；　wherever　I　am。　I　think　that’s　the　best　I　can　do　for　
them。”　
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