Chapter 39
"Did you have fun?" his dad asked after picking him up from the basketball court.
"I like playing basketball with them, not that we ever take it all that seriously, but it's a cool sport."
"For other children, just remember you are destined to do great things with your life, and don't have time for foolish injuries from playing sports."
Edward barely resisted rolling his eyes, as his father's dream of having both Rosalie and him becoming doctors wasn't what either of them wanted. "You do know that sports tend to help kids get into college, right?"
"Yes, and two months later they're on my table getting their leg that was broken in fifteen places fixed. Besides, using sports to get into college is what people without any real smarts do. Grades are what will get you and your sister in."
Edward bit down on his tongue hard enough to draw blood as he resisted the urge of telling his dad exactly how his twin kept her grades up.
"Yes, dad," he finally muttered.