24/Jan - Sundance Exclusives from Larry Richman

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 9 - THEORY


We were in front of Charlie's house. The lights were on, my truck in its place, everything utterly normal. It was like waking from a dream. He stopped the car, but I didn't move.
"Do tu promise to be there tomorrow?"
"I promise."
I considered that for a moment, then nodded. I pulled his chaqueta off, taking one last whiff.
"You can keep it - tu don't have a chaqueta for tomorrow," he reminded me.
I handed it back to him. "I don't want to have to explain to Charlie."
"Oh, right." He grinned.
I hesitated, my hand on the door handle, trying to prolong...

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 6 - SCARY STORIES


During lunch the clouds started to advancce, slinking across the blue sky, darting in front of the sun momentarily, casting long shadows across the beach, and blackening the waves. As they finished eating, people started to drift away in twos and threes. Some walked down to the edge of the waves, trying to skip rocks across the choppy surface. Others were gathering a socond expedition to the tide pools. Mike - with Jessica shadowing him - headed up to the one comprar in the village. Some of the local kids went with them; others went along...

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 4 - INVITATIONS


The siguiente morning, when i pulled into the parking lot, I deliberately parked as far as possible from the silver Volvo. I didn't want to put myself in the path of too much temtation and end up owing him a new car. Getting out of the cab, I fumbled with my key and it fell into a puddle at my feet. As I bent to get it, a white hand flashed out and grabbed it before I could. I jerked upright. Edward Cullen was right siguiente to me, leaning casually against my truck.
"How do tu do that?" I asked in amazed irritation.
"Do what?" He held my key out...