AN: Twilight is the whole and complete creation of Stephanie Meyer. But this crazy story is mine, mistakes and all.

Chapter 10. A time to keep and a time to throw away.

Sue, Leah and I sorted the sad burial of dear old Daisy.

I picked a bunch of wildflowers and long grass stalks and made a bouquet for her; I placed it on the bare earth and sighed.

"Rest in peace my old friend. Thanks for being a good and steady horse over the years, thanks for being the first and only horse I've ever ridden, thanks for being a friend to Truffles and now Eric, I know he'll miss you, even though you didn't know each other that long. Take care Daisy...God bless."

I couldn't talk any more, I was crying too hard.

I would have thought that I wouldn't have anymore tears to cry after yesterday, but I was wrong...tears were coming steadily, and I guess that was a good thing...'better out than in', as my Nan always said!

I looked at the two women standing by me, "thanks, both of you. I don't know how I would have coped without you both...I'm going to go up to the house and instead of dealing with anymore stone today, I'm going to have a bit of a clean out."

"Do you need a hand?" Leah asked.

"Uhh, no not at the moment...I think while things are quiet in the house, I'll just start clearing, and see where it takes me. It's hard to have a really good clear-out when Jasper is hanging around. He distracts me."

Leah and Sue laughed.

"Yeah tell me about it! Charlie finds it hard to throw stuff away, and always keeps mumbling about how useful this or that old thing will be, or come in handy one day."

"Yes...my Dad the original hoarder. Remember all those thousands upon thousands of disgusting, rusty old fishing hooks he managed to store in odd places all over the house in Forks?"

"It was hilarious when I started getting rid of them by stealth; into our neighbour's garbage bins...he didn't even miss them! I love him, the crazy old coot!" Sue snickered.

I started in the pantry, and cleared off the shelves, washed them down and then rearranged all the contents in a different order. I threw out a whole heap of very old containers and packets that would have dated from Marcus's time in the house.

I was pleased with the result, and laughed to myself at finding three containers of cinnamon, five of ground cloves and two of nutmeg. I was happy that there were no more dried out bottles of tomato sauce, barbecue sauce or any other dirty near-empty old bottles.

I had a coffee and some fruit and wandered over to the bookshelf.

I had wanted to do a big cull of books for a while now. So I had a good look...I wouldn't throw any of Jasper's books out, his were mostly historical non-fiction anyway...

I went to my messiest bookshelf, and started pulling off all the books...the were so many, just on this single bookshelf alone...so many books I had acquired and had never gotten past the first few pages.

I shook my head, what were the books I really wanted to keep?

I had my very special favourites, books that I returned to again and again, like clockwork, never getting sick of, always finding something new or wonderful in them... I'd never part with those books, they were old friends.

And then there were the books I knew I wanted to try reading, but had hadn't gotten around to... I'd keep most of them.

Then finally I knew...the others were like flotsam and jetsam on the sea... floaters... not really for me...maybe they were for someone else... to find a place into their hearts...or bookshelves.

I thought I'd make myself a new rule...only books that I knew had earned a place, to be on this bookshelf.

All the rest...could be sent to the charity outlet or given away...I could offer the newish ones to the local library.

So I cleaned each shelf of all the dust and very carefully replaced only my special books on it.

On the bottom shelf I placed all the other books that might have a possible future with me...they were the ones that I thought could be of special interest in the future.

I placed all the rest, and there were a lot, in plastic bags and placed them near the doorway. If they were right there, I had to take them to the car next time I passed them.

I made myself some dinner and went out to see if Leah wanted to have some food with me, but it looked like she'd gone back to Sue and Charlie's place.

I ate then ran the bath and relaxed.

It felt great to have cleared out two messy places in the house.

Tomorrow I'd tackle my closet.