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Chapter Twenty-One

"'But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
'Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat. 'We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
'How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
'You must be," said the Cat. 'Or you wouldn't have come here.'"

- Lewis Carroll

5 March – Sunday – Jasper's POV

"I've talked to Alice, Jasper. She reassured me that things were better, at least in her mind. She claims she's found some type of resolution with your shared past."

Carlisle and I had had this conversation several times already and it wasn't until now that I became truly serious about it.

I wanted to scoff at Carlisle's statement. Not at the part of Alice coming to her fucking senses, but about our shared past. As we moved apart I had come to look on our past with a fondness, something that would always hold a place of its own within me, but now I felt none of those charitable feelings. No, I felt a burning anger towards her.

"And you find that you believe her, Carlisle?" I asked anxious to hear his response. There was silence on the other end, and it did nothing to quell my apprehension.

"At first, no," was his pained reply. I knew how much it hurt him not to trust one of his children, but Alice had shot that trust all to hell. This new Alice was someone all of us didn't understand. "So with reluctance, I approached Edward," he continued. I could sense where this was headed. "It truly pained me to do it, son, but I needed to know." The truth of his words pierced me deeply. I didn't need to be empathic to know of that.

"It's understandable, Carlisle. You are trying to find the balance that is fair with everyone involved. I'm just sorry it pains you so." Remorse was my constant companion when Bella wasn't around to quiet the anxiety.

"Never think this is your fault. These are just the trials our family as to endure now."

He was quiet once again, just breathing deeply.

"While your family was away, Alice left for a few of weeks. I truly imagined she would have stayed away longer, but she returned with a smile that resembled the old her. My heart felt light for a moment, but then came crashing down when thinking about the future. This has to be addressed, son. It's hard to tell you this, but we need to have a family meeting."

I huffed out an aggravated sigh, not at my mentor, but at the situation in general. It seemed like our problems hadn't faded, but taken a vacation like everyone else.

"What did Edward say, Carlisle?" I asked again, needing to hear the answer.

"He said that Alice was blocking him out of her thoughts." And now it made sense why Carlisle sounded troubled and unsettled about a family meeting. "However, Alice reassured me that she was well and would behave herself." I wanted to respond but he continued on. "I'm very torn, son, but at some point I have to believe that what she tells me is the truth. If I cannot trust my own family, then what else is there? You guys are my existence." I wondered if he had tears clouding his eyes.

A laugh bubbled in my chest at his naïveté, but didn't escape. I had too much respect for Carlisle to show him such insolence, especially while he was down. I also understood where he came from. I had my one family and trusted them with my life. I could understand the very emotions he spoke of.

"Okay, father, you win," I said in a rush of words, both in a jest and out of respect. I used Carlisle's favorite title of "father" to convey to him my respect as head of our family unit. I didn't think of us as a coven anymore; we Cullen's were indeed a family. "I concede to you, Carlisle."

"Splendid, Jasper, you cannot imagine how happy this makes me." This time I did laugh. "Well I guess you would have a fair image of how I'm feeling," he now conceded.

"It's wonderful being an empath at times," I teased.

I just hoped that being around everyone again, especially in such a tense time, didn't make me regret my choice. Bella and I had already talked over the situation and she made her feelings known. My angel knew we had to put this shit behind us and told me as much. She agreed to let me make the final decision. It was one of the reasons I loved that girl so much, she trusted me too much. I was a selfish creature.

…

Plain euphoric was the emotion I felt the most being back in the Cullen House. Of course, the majority of it was coming from Carlisle. As soon as Bella, Cheye, and I had walked into the front door, he pounced. Bella became embraced into his arms immediately. It was a good thing Cheye was in my arms.

"Welcome back, Isabella," he whispered into her ear and she started to shake. I knew she was crying in his arms. Bella came to see Carlisle as a father and she loved him dearly. It was difficult not to love him.

"Baby," Esme was the next one to speak as she carefully plucked my daughter from my arms. Cheye was asleep, which was a good thing. She never liked to be taken from my arms unless she allowed it. She could be quite vocal about it too.

"Yes, Esme, it is wonderful to see you also," I jested. She gave me an indulgent smile before kissing my cheek.

"You look well son." And I felt well, at least for the time being.

After the tears and the rest of the hello's had been dispensed, we settled into the living room enjoying each other's company. It was good to be back.

"JAZZ Man," I heard yelled from outside.

The front door wasn't even opened yet, but one only needed one guess to deduce who it was. Before I had a chance to respond, the gorilla of a vampire ran at me, physically lifting me from the couch. If I had been human, I would have blushed from the embarrassment of it all. There was just no stopping Emmett at times.

"Put me down, Emmett!" I said, mock-affronted. I knew he was only happy to have us back.

"Oh, sorry," he quickly apologized, but the wide grin never left his face. "It has been boring without you and Bells here. No one wanted to play with me, and Edward refused to help me build the tree house. He claimed that 'the child'," he used air quotes to explain, "isn't even old enough for such frivolous gifts. Whatever the hell that meant. One never knows with little Emo Eddie." I snorted at Emmett. The man was too blunt for his own good.

"Language, Emmett!" both Carlisle and Esme hissed. He gave them a sheepish smile before turning back to me.

"We just saw each other the other day, Emmett," I said, feeling the need to remind him.

"I don't want to talk about that . . . and you promised!" he pouted while everyone else in the room laughed.

"It seems as if I'm not the only one that 'doesn't know' something, hmm, Emmett," Damn, Edward could have a sharp tongue when he wanted. I couldn't help but laugh at that shit.

"You would have been confused too, Eddiekins!" Emmett yelled, feeling the need to reassess his manhood. "That dude looked just like a woman, and Jasper made me do it."

"Oh no, it was all Bella's idea," I clarified. I had to throw my love under the bus as well. She looked offended by my statement, so I lean in and kissed her succulent pout. "I love you!" I reminded her, sucking up. She just gave me an exasperated look.

"Yeah, blame the poor little human. I can't help it that I have better eyesight than a fully matured vampire, right Emm."

"Everyone can just go to he –" he went to say, but thought better of it after seeing Esme and Carlisle's expressions. "Hades," he amended. "So, Jazz Man, do you want to come see the fort?" he asked in an excited, childlike voice.

How could I turn down the big ass man child?

I looked over to Bella, sending my curiosity to her. She gave me a little head shake before answering, "Its fine, Jasper. I don't really want to go. You and Emmett have a little fun," she reassured me.

Before anything could be said, Cheye woke up and started to cry. I went to go get her, but Bella put her little hand on my arm, halting me. "Let them, baby. They haven't taken care of her in a while. Let them bond with her again."

I could see the pleading in Bella's eyes. She still felt guilt at leaving and taking Cheye with us. She knew how much my family loved her, and felt like she was depriving them of her daughter. I leaned in and kissed her again, sending her my love and acceptance.

Both of us looked over and just nodded to Carlisle and Esme. They both smiled widely, as if they had been given the secret to world peace. I knew different. That cry meant she had a diaper full of shit, and if my nose was any indication, then my speculation was correct. Good luck to them.

"Now we can go see the fort. I know Cheyenne's going to just love it!" Emmett exclaimed, almost forgetting that she could barely sit up on her own, yet alone climb a tree.

I was about to object again before Emmett pulled me up once more and all but dragged me out of the house. "Have fun!" Bella's words followed me along with her laughs. I felt uneasy about leaving Bella alone, but figured she would be okay for several minutes.

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Bella's POV

The room was free of voices as I sat and listened to Edward play the piano. Emmett may have chided Edward constantly for being obsessed with the instrument, but one couldn't deny that he had much talent. Even someone who was as musically challenged as me could hear the amazing quality to which he played.

I closed my eyes and took in the peace of the room. While away, I had truly missed the people I had come to view as my family. They were all wonderful in their own right and carried a special, deep place within me.

Guilt came easily to me, and I wasn't surprised that I felt it when Jasper and I had left. I knew that we could have stayed on vacation for as long as we liked, but eventually our problems would have caught up to us. There was only so far one could run. Jasper and I had talked and he understood my reasoning and position, he knew that I wanted to make amends with everyone. I couldn't help but want everyone happy. Some may have called me naïve, but that was their mistake. Everyone was different, and I had my set of imperfections just like everyone else.

Edward picked up his playing, making the keys sing for him in absolute harmony. Several tears slipped from my eyes at the haunting notes of the piece.

"Oh you're crying again," her voice rang with false concern. My peace was now gone, leaving in its wake a tightness around my chest.

The bitterness that tainted her tone only caused my tears to increase. I couldn't even imagine what I had done to cause such scorn.

"Better not let Jasper see those tears – he so does tire of seeing you weep," she sneered, the malice in her voice had taken over and it felt like ice had taken over my veins.

I had no words to reply with. All I could do was stare at the person whom seemed to hate me for some unknown reason. Her amber eyes had darkened and sparkled with her anger. I finally came back to my senses and simply nodded at her. Jasper's ex-love became more incensed by my lack of response. She looked at me as if I were some disgusting thing that polluted her space.

Alice scoffed before she passed me where I sat, and gave a wide berth as she moved around.

"And Jasper finds her intriguing. Pathetic!" her words remained in my ears long after she had stopped speaking. I knew that Jasper was better than me in mostly every way, but hearing the truth confirmed from his past lover was bitter to swallow.

I sank down onto the couch behind me. The tears that had stayed somewhat in my eyes now travelled over my lower lashes and fell silently warm onto my flushed cheeks. Sometimes the truth hurt more than anyone liked to admit.

Before I noticed what was happening, everyone had come into the room and looked at me with concern, and at Alice with antipathy. I wanted to stop them, but couldn't seem to find the words. My mind was busy with the truth of the situation.

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Edward's POV

Before I could interrupt or make any move to intervene, the honor was already taken from me. I was both happy and irritated by Carlisle's interpose. I still felt as if I owed Bella greatly for almost taking her life.

"Alice, you will cease this very moment," the room seemed to chill ten degrees with Carlisle command. "I gave my word to Jasper and Bella that this would be a civilized meeting, and you have already made me out to be a liar!" he practically hissed. I was more than surprised that venom wasn't spilling from his mouth. "I would never, NEVER think this shit capable from my daughter, but once again you've proven me wrong. I'm severely disappointed in your damn actions."

Silence continued to rein in the room, except for Bella's sniffs. I was beyond thrilled that the little child had fallen asleep and was placed upstairs in the nursery. This situation couldn't taint her.

I hate this behavior from my family. How many fucking times? My daughter is creating unnecessary strife, and my other daughter is taking it lying down. When will things ever be settled? I hate seeing Isabella cry. Carlisle thoughts continued to swirl in my mind and I wanted to reach out to my father. One knew it dire when he felt the need to curse. It was so very rare and only added to the magnitude of the situation.

"Sit the hell down, Alice, now!" His voice sounded tired already.

God, please give me the strength, my father asked of His maker. He was still a deeply religious man, even after the many atrocities he had seen in this world. Carlisle never ceased to amaze.

No one wants me anymore, I heard spoken mentally, in a broken voice. One didn't have to be a detective to know who thought it.

Emmett was silent for once and simply sat down while grabbing for his wife. Incredible; I hadn't even noticed when Rosalie returned, thus was the seriousness and pain of the moment. There was pure malice in her eyes as she watched Alice, calculating her every move. I almost feared for my pixie of a sister. It was unwise to anger Rosalie in any manner. Emmett brought his wife into his arms and just cradled her. It was more for Alice's protection than Rosalie's comfort, and his thoughts explained it very clearly to me.

Just shut the hell up already, Alice. And here I thought I caused a lot of trouble. For once his thoughts weren't funny, but rather serious in nature. That was rare for him.

Alice finally nodded at Carlisle and did as he bade, showing some sense of propriety. Jasper was already by Bella, wiping her fallen tears.

Your face was never meant for such sadness angel, he thought as he watched his love with worried-filled orbs.

Bella's simply grabbed his hand, but made no more movement. She was too busy watching Carlisle sit down beside Esme. I stayed off to the side, neither in the view of my family, but not completely out of the room. Carlisle had called for a family meeting and that meant everyone that was considered a Cullen.

"Could you explain to me, Alice, why I left Isabella alone for a moment and came back to you spitting hateful untrue words?" He didn't give her a chance to answer before he started again. "You asked for something, and we allowed you to have your moment. It went against Jasper and my wishes, not knowing if we could trust you, but we conceded to your and Isabella's pleas. Had she said something hateful towards you?" he finally finished, looking over to Bella with softened eyes.

My father's voice shook with his emotions and his face showed the stress he felt. He almost aged before our eyes, something I had never thought possible.

Alice twiddled with her fingers, not knowing what to say, her thoughts going every direction. She was sadden at making Carlisle angry, but couldn't seem to grasp why he blamed her for everything. I wanted to point out that it was indeed her lack of discretion, but held my tongue.

"I hated watching her face," she whispered. Everyone gave her blank looks. Bella just continued to seem lost in her silent mind.

"Explain!" Esme commanded, but her thoughts were quite the opposite from her hostile voice.

Will there ever come a time that my family will be whole? How much more shall my Bella have to endure from us?

"She just looked at peace when I felt unessential. Then she gave me an understanding look, like she knew what I may have been suffering." Alice's voice was both hard and uncertain. She was coming to realize that perhaps, Bella did understand!

"And that makes you want to shout such hateful things at her, Alice? How in your fucking warped mind does that make any sense?" Rosalie yelled, finally losing the little composure she had retained.

Emmett tightened his hold on her once again, but said nothing. For once he wasn't thinking about sex or something vulgar, but the welfare of his family he loved very much.

Please, let us be okay. It's not fair that Alice is making us choose. And in one fail swoop my insane brother had gotten it right.

Alice had also reached her breaking point, and if looks killed, Rosalie would have been ten feet under.

"What right do you have to judge me, Rose?"

I couldn't believe that they were going to do this again. The last time it had happened, Rosalie had seriously contemplated ending Alice's life. And Alice, well she had thought of nothing but the fear and rejection she felt.

"You've been a complete bitch your whole life, and now that you've befriended a human that happens to come along with a baby, all is forgotten. All that has been proven from you is something to be a complete joke!"

Alice went to get up but was quickly waylaid by Carlisle. She tried to remove his hold on her, but was unsuccessful. Rosalie also struggled against Emmett, but he didn't allow her to move.

Esme's eyes were filled with tears as she watched her family deteriorate. Bella still seemed lost in her world as Jasper held onto her. It looked like he was trying to shield her from the verbal assault. I listened for the little child and was relieved she slept on.

"You don't know shit, Alice. I told you already to not make assumptions about something you have no knowledge of. It is beyond pathetic you cleave to something that died years ago. It was your fucking CHOICE, little girl, YOUR CHOICE! You've no one to blame yet you continue to take your childish behavior out on someone who least deserves it."

That was only one third of Alice's problems.

"Why not say such hateful things to Jasper?" Rosalie had made a very valid point. "He is the one who moved on. Are you afraid he'll put your puny ass in its rightful place. Reality is such a bitch, huh, sister." The poison almost coated each word that was forced from Rosalie's mouth.

Once again I wanted to reach out to Alice, but she had truly brought this on to herself.

"Rose, that was uncalled for!" Esme spoke over the chaos.

Why must Alice and Rose say such hateful things? Don't they realize these things cannot be taken back, only slightly forgiven in time?, Esme's thoughts continued to swirl.

Rosalie turned around and just glared at Esme. They had their difficulties in the past, but it hadn't been a problem for a long time. I started to really fear for my family, but what could I contribute. Bella had also had her problems with me.

"Of course you would stick up for her, Esme, it's what you've always done. Where is the loyalty to me?" My mother was at a loss for words at her daughter's question.

What have I done to my family? Have I always been so skewed in regards to Rose? I don't know what to do anymore. Her thoughts were complete desolation, with no anger.

"Rosalie," Carlisle's voice took over again, "you will apologize to Esme." She gave a twisted laugh that we were more than familiar with.

"Then you're also living in your own reality, father," was her sharp reply.

Carlisle had no retort, but just looked at his first daughter that had so many of her own insecurities. He had tried to cultivate an atmosphere for Rosalie over the years, but it wasn't until Emmett entered her life that she started to soften. It wasn't, however, until Bella and Cheyenne had broken through that she relinquished her very hardened shell. It was starting to return.

"Please," Bella whimpered, but the fighting continued. Everyone was trying to scream over the other. It was mass chaos. "ENOUGH!" Bella screamed, accomplishing what she wanted with one word.

Everything finally went silent because the one person who hadn't spoken once decided to voice her opinion. Her one word had been full of pain and something that I couldn't describe. Jasper tightened his hold on her, but it didn't erase the tears that fell from her eyes. The green in her irises were more pronounced than ever.

"This is what I had always feared. It was the very reason I asked for everyone to leave well enough alone. How is it even fair that someone who is relatively new within your family dynamic can cause such problems? How could you allow that person to even stay near you?" People went to argue, but she continued on as if she hadn't even heard them. It was now her turn to speak.

"What you guys have built over the years should be untouched by such abhorrence. I understand we all have our individual problems, but to allow it to erode something so precious is unthinkable. Please, just stop fighting." Jasper buried his face in his love's neck and kissed her skin.

Damn, my angel is amazing, Jasper thought. He was completely and devotedly in love with the girl.

This action proved once again too much.

"Always to the rescue, hmm, Bella? Fancy yourself to be something of a miracle?" And then the truth came to fruition. Alice displayed the veracity of her problems. "They were my family first! What right do you have to take my place? Everyone fawns all over you, and I have to watch the disgusting display. I see nothing special that warrants such affection. They were mine first!"

Tears slipped from Bella's eyes and ran down her face. Her thoughts were always silenced to me.

"You are absolutely right, Alice!" she said taking the wind out of my sister's sails. Alice was shocked, but tried to hide it behind a thin veneer of self-righteousness.

"When have I ever professed to be what you accused me of? I have never given an inclination that I was worth the effort. I have come to love the Cullen's as my own. The love and connections you all share are enviable the world out. Many people would kill to have the devotion you all have towards the other. All I ever wanted in my life was to be loved by my parents, and for once, be the child. I don't bemoan my life, but I still cannot let go of those childish dreams. There will always be a part of me that cries out for all that I didn't have. I'm human and that's my nature, my weakness I have to deal with. I never said I was perfect, nor would I ever think that in the future. I can understand your love for Jasper. I love him so very much. He is the perfect one, and has completed my life in so many ways, as clichéd as that sounds." . . .

"I can understand your anger and frustrations. It's the reason I try to be conscious of your feelings. Please don't take your anger out on Rose or any other member of your beloved family. They don't deserve your anger, Alice. I never wanted to replace you in anyway, nor could I ever do so. You are truly special in their sight. Hang onto that amazing gift. It is rarely ever granted, and you shouldn't throw it away for anyone!"

And with those words, Bella turned around and left the room. Her foots steps could be heard as she climbed the steps towards her daughter's nursery.

"Congratulations, Alice," Rosalie sneered. She removed Emmett's arms from around her before standing up. "Once again you show us how being a bitch is truly done. It's quite sad and utterly redundant. Isn't it ridiculous, Alice?" she continued to taunt.

There was now no need for physical abuse. Everyone knew Alice's biggest reservations and words hurt more than physical action.

"Bella out classed you without even trying. How does it feel to be put into your place by someone so much better than yourself? Until you learn to grow up and accept what everyone else does, then fuck off." And with the harsh words still lingering in the air, Rosalie ran after Bella.

We all watched as tears flooded Alice's eyes.

"Alice!" Jasper started to yell, but didn't get far.

She started to shake her head, as if in defeat. Before anyone else could make any comment, my sister ran past us all and out the door.

Silence reined in the room.

My thoughts now spun. Alice and her insecurities - that was the crux of the situation. I knew the main problem with Alice didn't truly have to do with Bella and Jasper's relationship anymore, but what it signified. Alice now felt like she was no longer needed in our family. In a sense, she had become the center of our family unit since she entered it, the one everyone loved and turned to.

Now that Bella seemed to fill that spot, Alice was drowning. Instead of trying to either share or find some other role, she took out that rejection and uncertainty on the person that took her supposed position. She failed to realize Bella had never asked for such a pedestal and would have more than willingly shared – if not vacated. It was Alice's jealousy, infantile antics, and down-right bitchiness that took center stage, lashing out unfairly at Bella and the family. It was just one more thing that Alice felt Bella had taken. It was understandable, but uncalled for. I also had my reservations, but I confronted Jasper and Bella, trying to understand their reasoning's.

The question now, however, remained, "What next?"

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Jasper's POV

My heart truly felt as if it had been removed from my chest and stomped on with Bella's monologue. I knew how much she had always wanted a loving family, and how much she cherished the Cullen's. As she laid her heart out on the line for Alice, I was reminded of Bella's compassion and beauty.

My love for her in that moment surpassed everything I could have ever imagined. It filled me to the brim and all I could do was touch my angel. I needed to physically be connected to her. I had often wondered if Bella were really authentic and not some figment of my overactive imagination. How could I have ever gotten something so wonderful?

Once Bella had left and the silence became thick with Rose's departure, my immense anger started to rise. Competing with my love for Bella was now my fury for Alice. Over and over she had been warned, and yet she still had lied.

"Alice!' I yelled, getting ready to finally give the little demon a piece of my mind. I had waited long enough and the moment was far overdue. I had respected Bella's wishes, but Alice couldn't respect the family's thus I felt vindicated in my resentment.

Before I could continue, she had run off, like some little child. It amazed me at times how selfish she could be. She had made sure we all knew of her strife and problems, but when it was my turn to lash out, she ran. It was unfortunate for her that I had every intention of finishing my every thought until all of my anger had become vented.

With my max speed, I ran upstairs and to my girls. Bella was leaning over Cheye's crib, gently rubbing our daughter's baby skin. It always felt incredibly soft and fragile. Rose was standing next to Bella, with one arm around Bella's waist. Her unoccupied hand rested on Cheye's stomach, moving with each deep breath the child exhaled. The moment held a peacefulness that was unexpected, but not welcomed to me. I had a purpose; I refused to relinquish my anger. There was only one person that could make it go away and I feared for her.

"Bella, angel," I whispered, not wanting to wake my sleeping little beauty. She smiled gently to our little girl before squeezing Rose's hand and coming over to me.

As soon as she was in my reach, I pulled her into my embrace and buried my face into the crook of her neck. Bella's hot tears fell onto my cheek, and my skin became warmed from her touch. The moment should have been beautiful, but was tainted by an ugliness we hadn't deserved. My lips sought out her fragrant flesh and relished in the closeness. I gently nibbled on her, wanting to intensify the love, but barely holding back. I wanted to take my angel home and sink into her over and over again, until she was more than assured of my unyielding affections.

"I know, Jasper," she murmured, breath coming out in heavy waves. "It's past time, but I just never wanted it to come down to this. Foolish, hmm, Jasper," she chuckled humorlessly.

"No, baby," I answered, kissing every inch of her lips, "beautifully optimistic." Our mouths moved together in a fierce kiss. It was almost as if we had been denied for years and were making up for lost time. When we pulled away, Bella needing to breathe, I finally spoke, "It's something that needs to be finished, angel, ousted and completely laid to rest."

I could still see the sadness in her eyes, and feel the understanding radiating from her.

"Then finish it, Jasper, and come home to me."

"Always, my love," I replied.

I leaned in and kissed her swollen lips more gently. I hated to leave her in that moment. Everything called for me to stay, but it was the one time I couldn't obey the demand. I refused; refused to allow this shit to fester any longer.

It ended tonight.

Author's Notes: Firstly, I wanted to give a special thanks to January who helped me to make this chapter even better. Thanks for spotting out my mistakes. I truly appreciated the wonderful work! All mistakes are still mine. Secondly, I wanted to thank those who reviewed last chapter. It wasn't as highly reviewed as Chapter Eighteen, but I still thank those who took the time! I hope everyone was able to get my response; the PM thing was still acting up for me. Lastly, thanks to those who have added me to their alerts and favorites. It's been a while since I thanked you, and just wanted to send that shout out!

NOW, what did you think of the chapter? Was it unexpected or as nasty as you thought? There was always going to be a final showdown at some point. I went back and forth on this issue, for a while, trying to decide when to have it. After much debate, I figured this was the best time. I needed to get this out of the way before moving on to the BIG important thing. Yes, loves, I did warn that this was going to be kicked into high gear! This is just a part of what is planned.

How did you enjoy Edward's POV during the confrontation? I thought his would be the best to write from. We get a little insight into everyone's mind. I know there was no "smack down" . . . LOL, in this chapter, but sometimes words are more painful than physical action.

Next chapter . . . Jasper confronts Alice. Those who review get a sneak peek, and it will be good.

Anyway, sorry for the long author's note. My mouth (aka fingers in this case) and brain ramble on too much. Hope all is well and much love!

Posted: 1 June 2011