The entire way home, I debate on what to tell Carlisle. I feel absolutely horrible for being excited about what this money can not only do for him, but for me. The benefits for him would be him getting around the clock care that he needs. Sadly, the care he needs is at live-in facility just north of Seattle.
If he was to live there, we'd have to leave Forks; and that's not necessarily a bad thing. I might be able to re-establish my residency. If nothing else, the possibilities are almost endless. We'll be debt free, and maybe I can finally start to have the life of a twenty-nine year old man. I won't dare to even consider the idea of finding someone to be with. A woman who either wouldn't mind my issues or cares about me enough to be with me through them.
A woman the opposite of my mother. If she ever caught wind of what's happened, I have no doubt she'll be banging down the door and begging to be a part of our lives again.