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And he’s excited to have his friends back — to be part of the ‘in crowd。’” Jacob snorted again。 “Shouldn’t be 
surprised; I guess。 It’s so Quil。” 
“He likes it?” 
“Honestly 。 。 。 most of them do;” Jacob admitted slowly。 “There are definitely good sides to this — the 
speed; the freedom; the strength 。 。 。 the sense of — of family。 。 。 。 Sam and I are the only ones who ever felt 
really bitter。 And Sam got past that a long time ago。 So I’m the crybaby now。” Jacob laughed at himself。 
There were so many things I wanted to know。 “Why are you and Sam different? What happened to Sam 
anyway? What’s his problem?” The questions tumbled out without room to answer them; and Jacob laughed 
again。 
“That’s a long story。” 
“I told you a long story。 Besides; I’m not in any hurry to get back;” I said; and then I grimaced as I 
thought of the trouble I would be in。 
He looked up at me swiftly; hearing the double edge in my words。 “Will he be mad at you?” 
“Yes;” I admitted。 “He really hates it when I do things he considers 。 。 。 risky。” 
“Like hanging out with werewolves。” 
“Yeah。” 
Jacob shrugged。 “So don’t go back。 I’ll sleep on the couch。” 
“That’s a great idea;” I grumbled。 “Because then he would e looking for me。” 
Jacob stiffened; and then smiled bleakly。 “Would he?” 
“If he was afraid I was hurt or something — probably。” 
“My idea’s sounding better all the time。” 
“Please; Jake。 That really bugs me。” 
“What does?” 
“That you two are so ready to kill each other!” I plained。 “It makes me crazy。 Why can’t you both 
just be civilized?” 
“Is he ready to kill me?” Jacob asked with a grim smile; unconcerned by my anger。 
“Not like you seem to be!” I realized I was yelling。 “At least he can be a grownup about this。 He knows 
that hurting you would hurt me — and so he never would。 You don’t seem to care about that at all!” 
“Yeah; right;” Jacob muttered。 “I’m sure he’s quite the pacifist。” 

 “Ugh!” I ripped my hand out of his and shoved his head away。 Then I pulled my knees up to my chest and 
wrapped my arms tightly around them。 
 I glared out toward the horizon; fuming。 
 Jacob was quiet for a few minutes。 Finally; he got up off the ground and sat beside me; putting his arm 
around my shoulders。 I shook it off。 
 “Sorry;” he said quietly。 “I’ll try to behave myself。” 
 I didn’t answer。 
 “Do you still want to hear about Sam?” he offered。 
 I shrugged。 
 “Like I said; it’s a long story。 And very 。 。 。 strange。 There’re so many strange things about this new life。 I 
haven’t had time to tell you the half of it。 And this thing with Sam — well; I don’t know if I’ll even be able to 
explain it right。” 
 His words pricked my curiosity in spite of my irritation。 
 “I’m listening;” I said stiffly。 
 Out of the corner of my eye; I saw the side of his face pull up in a smile。 
 “Sam had it so much harder than the rest of us。 Because he was the first; and he was alone; and he didn’t 
have anyone to tell him what was happening。 Sam’s grandfather died before he was born; and his father has 
never been around。 There was no one there to recognize the signs。 The first time it happened — the first time 
he phased — he thought he’d gone insane。 It took him two weeks to calm down enough to change back。 
 “This was before you came to Forks; so you wouldn’t remember。 Sam’s mother and Leah Clearwater 
had the forest rangers searching for him; the police。 People thought there had been an accident or something。 。 
。 。” 
 “Leah?” I asked; surprised。 Leah was Harry’s daughter。 Hearing her name sent an automatic surge of pity 
through me。 Harry Clearwater; Charlie’s lifelong friend; had died of a heart attack this past spring。 
 His voice changed; became heavier。 “Yeah。 Leah and Sam were high school sweethearts。 They started 
dating when she was just a freshman。 She was frantic when he disappeared。” 
 “But he and Emily —” 
 “I’ll get to that — it’s part of the story;” he said。 He inhaled slowly; and then exhaled in a gust。 
 I supposed it was silly for me to imagine that Sam had never loved anyone before Emily。 Most people fall 
in and out of love many times in their lives。 It was just that I’d seen Sam with Emily; and I couldn’t imagine him 
with someone else。 The way he looked at her 。 。 。 well; it reminded me of a look I’d seen sometimes in 
Edward’s eyes — when he was looking at me。 
 “Sam came back;” Jacob said; “but he wouldn’t talk to anyone about where he’d been。 Rumors flew — 
that he was up to no good; mostly。 And then Sam happened to run in to Quil’s grandfather one afternoon 
when Old Quil Ateara came to visit Mrs。 Uley。 Sam shook his hand。 Old Quil just about had a stroke。” Jacob 
paused to laugh。 
 “Why?” 
 Jacob put his hand on my cheek and pulled my face around to look at him — he was leaning toward me; 
his face was just a few inches away。 His palm burned my skin; like he had a fever。 
 “Oh; right;” I said。 It was unfortable; having my face so close to his with his hand hot against my skin。 
“Sam was running a temperature。” 
 Jacob laughed again。 “Sam’s hand felt like he’d left it sitting on a hot stovetop。” 
 He was so close; I could feel his warm breath。 I reached up casually; to take his hand away and free my 
face; but wound my fingers through his so that I wouldn’t hurt his feelings。 He smiled and leaned back; 
undeceived by my attempt at nonchalance。 
 “So Mr。 Ateara went straight to the other elders;” Jacob went on。 “They were the only ones left who still 
knew; who remembered。 Mr。 Ateara; Billy; and Harry had actually seen their grandfathers make the change。 
When Old Quil told them; they met with Sam secretly and explained。 
 “It was easier when he understood — when he wasn’t alone anymore。 They knew he wouldn’t be the only 
one affected by the Cullens’ return” — he pronounced the name with unconscious bitterness — “but no one 
else was old enough。 So Sam waited for the rest of us to join him。 。 。 。” 
 “The Cullens had no idea;” I said in a whisper。 “They didn’t think that werewolves still existed here。 They 

didn’t know that ing here would change you。” 
  “It doesn’t change the fact that it did。” 
  “Remind me not to get on your bad side。” 
  “You think I should be as forgiving as you are? We can’t all be saints and martyrs。” 
  “Grow up; Jacob。” 
  “I wish I could;” he murmured quietly。 
  I stared at him; trying to make sense of his response。 “What?” 
  Jacob chuckled。 “One of those many strange things I mentioned。” 
  “You 。 。 。 can’t 。 。 。 grow up?” I said blankly。 “You’re what? Not 。 。 。 aging? Is that a joke?” 
  “Nope。” He popped his lips on the P。 
  I felt blood flood my face。 Tears — tears of rage — filled my eyes。 My teeth mashed together with an 
audible grinding sound。 
  “Bella? What did I say?” 
  I was on my feet again; my hands balled up into fists; my whole frame shaking。 
  “You。 Are。 Not。 Aging;” I growled through my teeth。 
  Jacob tugged my arm gently; trying to make me sit。 “None of us are。 What’s wrong with you?” 
  “Am I the only one who has to get old? I get older every stinking day!” I nearly shrieked; throwing my 
hands in the air。 Some little part of me recognized that I was throwing a Charlieesque fit; but that rational part 
was greatly overshadowed by the irrational part。 “Damn it! What kind of world is this? Where’s the justice?” 
  “Take it easy; Bella。” 
  “Shut up; Jacob。 Just shut up! This is so unfair!” 
  “Did you seriously just stamp your foot? I thought girls only did that on TV。” 
  I growled unimpressively。 
  “It’s not as bad as you seem to think it is。 Sit down and I’ll explain。” 
  “I’ll stand。” 
  He rolled his eyes。 “Okay。 Whatever you want。 But listen; I will get older 。 。 。 someday。” 
  “Explain。” 
  He patted the tree。 I glowered for a second; but then sat; my temper had burned out as suddenly as it had 
flared and I’d calmed down enough to realize that I was making a fool of myself。 
  “When we get enough control to quit 。 。 。 ;” Jacob said。 “When we stop phasing f

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