*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 7 - NIGHTMARE
It was overcast, but not raining yet. I ignored my truck and started east on foot, angling across Charlie's yard toward the ever-enroaching forest. It didn't take long till I was deep enough for the house and the road to be invisible, for the only sound to be the quish of the damp earth under my feet and the sudden ries of the jays.
There was a thin ribbon of a trail that led through the forest here, hoặc I wouldn't risk wandering on my own like this. My sense of direction was hopeless; I could get Mất tích in much less helpful surroundings. The...
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