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A Hundred Yards Away, Mike Newton Was Lowering Bella's Limp Body To The Sidewalk. She Slumped Unresponsively Against The Wet Concrete, Her Skin Chalky As A Corpse. I Almost Took The Door Off The Car.

It's Twilight. It’s The Safest Time Of Day For Us. The Easiest Time. But Also The Saddest, In A Way...the End Of Another Day, The Return Of The Night. Darkness Is So Predictable, Don’t You Think?

In So Many Millennia, The Humans Never Did Figurs Love Out. How Much Is Physical, How Much In The Mind? How Much Accident And How Much Fate? Why Did Perfect Matches Crumble And Impossible Couples Thrive? I Dont Know The Answer Better Than They Did. Love Simply Is Where It Is.

Bella, Can You Drop The Rock, Please? Carefully. Don’t Hurt Yourself.

If I Were To Continue On With 'the Host,' Which Is A Possibility, There Are Characters And Stories That Could Continue... If I Went Ahead With That, It Would Be Two More... Next Would Be 'the Soul,' And Then 'the Seeker.