Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Twilight. That's Stephenie Meyer. Not Me!
Chicken Noodle Soup
Today was a horrible, stupid, miserable day. The first day of summer, (the one where I'm supposed to spend every second with Edward) and I was home sick with a cold! Of course, like every morning, I had woken up in the arms of my beautiful angel Edward. But unlike other nights, Edward had left the window open, causing a draft to come in, causing me to catch a cold. Now I sat here on my couch waiting for Esme and Alice's first time at cooking… chicken noodle soup.
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