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A/N: Ok, just as a note. I am not a lemon writer. Same warning as last time.
"Love…I have to go," I finally said, hearing the impatient stir of those I was to follow.
One lone moan of agony escaped her before I caught her lips in a gentle, heart exposing, mind shattering kiss.
"Love you," we murmured at the same time just before breaking apart.
I couldn't look back as I walked out of the room. It would destroy me to see the unshed tears in her, my mother, and sisters' eyes.
Edward POV
The group I accompanied traveled under cover of the rain toward Debrecen, Hungary. I'd thought we'd be running but found it ironic that they had traveled to Italy in a much slower manner…by caravan. So it was with little to do that I sat in the back of a cargo van with a multitude of strange immortals. I leaned against the side panel, observing my companions. They were as curious about me as I was then.
Aro had taken care to not allow the knowledge of my gift to be known. Only the Guard, the Volturi, and my family knew my particular skill. I was his secret weapon. But for now, as they whispered softly about me in their native tongue, I was at a slight disadvantage. The language being used by my companions was a mixture of Hungarian and Romanian, and I wanted to curse that my level of fluency wasn't where it should be. I could decipher only about half of what they were saying both verbally and nonverbally. I'd read Aro's thoughts though. He only needed my perfect recall so that he could interpret everything for himself. In addition, he'd clearly let me know that he'd included a Hungarian and Romanian dictionary in my backpack.
I expect you'll be fluent by the time you return.
It hadn't been an observation; it had been a directive. So, I rationalized that it wouldn't hurt to spend the time it took for the drive to begin familiarizing myself with the words, at least. I could work on the structure of the language and the verb translations as I went. It would distract me from my longing to be with Bella. Just the thought of her sent waves of lust across my skin. A day would never be enough…never.
I growled within my own head as I reached into the backpack sitting between my legs. I needed a distraction, or I was going to embarrass myself. I already felt my body hardening just at the image. Reaching into my backpack became a mistake though. Bella had obviously played mischief when my back was turned. I'd of course acknowledged that the backpack smelled of her, but I just assumed it was because she'd carried it on her back for me while I said goodbye to my family. Minx! I thought as I saw silk negligees stuffed within my items. A folded piece of ivory paper stuck out from the book I was reaching for. I pulled it from the confines.
I have included several items of my personal effects so that you'll have something to remember me by. I love you, Edward. Hurry home to me. Bella
As if I could forget? Was she totally ignorant of the fact that I'd tasted every inch of her body and immersed myself in the smell of her on purpose. All I had to do was give myself just one millimeter of leave, and I could recreate the smell, the taste, the feel of her against me. I was going to be a reprobate before this trip was over, and my hand was obviously going to become my best friend. Aro was a masochist, sending me out after only one day with her.
I'd wanted to smash his face in when he'd smiled at me. Hurry back, young Edward. My daughter will be waiting.
I'd almost lowered myself to Emmett's standards and given him a one finger salute.
Study Edward! Take your mind off of it. I reached for the book and inadvertently brushed my hand across the silk of one of her gifts.
Muscles curved gently against the silk of Bella's skin. The play of her back and the arch of her neck were elegant...the girl who'd believed she was an ugly duckling was in fact the personification of her name - a beautiful swan. I traced her skin with my fingertips gently, watching the water droplets hit, then condense, before they slowly began the pathway down. I followed the drop with my eyes, mesmerized by the sight. One particular droplet gathered steam and followed the swell of her ass. My fingers itched to explore her there, and so, as the steam from our hot shower surrounded us, I traced the curves so wantonly displayed before me. I heard Bella moan from above me as I cupped them as reverently as I'd touched her breasts. She was just the right amounts of firm and soft…a dichotomy, I knew. It took every ounce of restraint not to surge to my feet and press my cock to her there.
I leaned forward and nipped slightly with my teeth, earning a squeak from her.
I then moved my hands to feather down the muscles of her thighs and lower legs, enjoying the feeling of her strength. She was still as slender as she'd been as a human, but the power of the killer now lurked beneath the enticing package. As my hands encircled her ankles, she gasped. I caught the flavor of her thoughts. She liked the feel of my hands imprisoning her.
I rose to my feet in astonishment, placing my lips just to the back of her ears. "You like me being forceful?" I rasped out, my inflamed lust apparent by the tone.
"Yes," she moaned, rubbing her back against me, capturing my cock between us deliciously.
In a flash, I had her hands captured in one of mine and pulled her arms forward to hold her palms against the smooth tile of the shower. My free hand pushed her back forward to bend her at the waist. She cried out at the forcefulness, and I could smell the venom coating her lips. The fragrance was heavy in the warm moist air surrounding us.
Keeping her hands in place…in submission…I moved to the side to look at her. Her breasts hung heavy, the nipples puckered for my attention. I softly brushed across them with the back of my hand, earning a plea from her lips.
"Not now, My Love." I said gruffly. I then gathered her wet hair so that I could place it over her other shoulder. I didn't want it in the way. I wanted to see her face, her lips as she surrounded me.
"Open your mouth, Bella," I ordered and then grasped myself, guiding the engorged head to trace her lips. Her hiss of pleasure poured across me, just before she engulfed me greedily.
"Fuck…" was the most intelligent thing I could say. She started to rise from her forced submission, but I pushed her back down. She rubbed her thighs together, attempting to satisfy her need.
How far did she want to go in this game? I could dominate her…it would be so easy to do. I knew it was already part of my personality, and Bella's actions already spoke of a submissive nature. In time, this could become a pleasurable part of our relationship; I was certain. But, the cultivation of such a liaison was far beyond the scope of our impromptu honeymoon. I would enjoy instructing her, of learning her and my limits…but not now. Now, I would just tease her a little.
"You'll stay in that position until I am through with you; do you understand?" I slapped her ass with just the right amount of strength to border on that fine line of pain and pleasure.
Her mouth popped off of me, and her eyes opened to look at me in astonishment…and lust. I saw myself through her eyes. I was almost demonic looking in my desire. She groaned, and I was astonished to realize she wanted more.
"Oh holy hell, Bella. We don't even have enough time to even consider all that I could do to you, if you want to pursue that path. You don't even know how much the thought turns me on."
She leaned toward me and slowly licked from the base of my dick to the head, taking a moment to swirl her tongue across the head, collecting the venom that was collecting there. "I think I have an idea," she murmured seductively. "Just a little more, Edward…please."
"Give me a name…" I growled.
"A name?"
"Something you want to be called in those moments. Until we can establish the rules, Bella, it can serve as a code that you want to play."
Her face lit in interest and irreverent humor. "Snack?"
I barely contained the roar that threatened to erupt from my throat. I grasped for control. Of all the names she could have chosen!
"Well then my Snack, you would be better advised to use your lips at this moment for my pleasure."
Bella was very, very smart. Her lips encased me again, sucking with strength. I was a man, on top of being a seventeen year old vampire. I wanted to cum deep and hard in her throat but not just yet. I still had the rest of the night. After allowing myself to enjoy her surprising skill, I grabbed her hair, anchoring her to me for just a few more moments before putting my finger between her lips to pop her off me.
"Greedy, greedy Snack. I'm not ready to allow you that privilege yet."
I moved away from her too willing lips to her back again. I then pushed my knee between her legs, forcefully moving them out wider, preparing her for my entrance. I pulled her to me harshly, causing her hands to slide down the wall, and I sensed her plan to turn to me. "Your hands on the bench in front of you," I ordered.
She keened at the sound and obeyed immediately. As the hot water flowed over us, I bent over to murmur against her shoulder, "I promise a recreation in the bath before I leave." Her purr of pleasure was my only answer.
I was not gentle; she'd requested a little more dominance and who was I to ignore her plea…particularly when it allowed me to let go of a little control. She'd unknowingly roused a monster. As I buried myself to the hilt inside of her, feeling her clench around me, I smiled sadistically. She'd wanted me…she loved me…so she would get all of me. I angled further to hit her g-spot, and she screamed out my name. So much for calling me Master. I shuddered realizing we could get back to that later…I groaned in bliss at the thought…I'd landed in Nirvana.
We only lasted a few minutes. I'd let go of any restraint and used her roughly, and she'd enjoyed every bit of it. As she laid her body on the tile bench in front of her and I propped myself just above her, I declared, "My Love, you have no idea how much it pleases me to know you can handle that sort of play. But, for now, may I just continue to make love to you for the rest of our honeymoon? There is so much we need to discuss in order to pursue acts of dominance, and I want to just enjoy my short time loving you."
She shuddered delicately under me before scooting one of her hands toward mine to lace our fingers. "Agreed. However, I must let you know…that was amazing."
"That…that was only a sampling…a mere morsel of the banquet that can be found."
"Well then, that makes my name even more appropriate."
My answer was a mixture of a groan of need, appreciation, and humor.
I proceeded to supply aftercare to her, pulling her up from her bent position to rub the muscles of her arms and ass. As I ran my hands through her hair, rinsing the shampoo I'd work into it out, worry began to set in.
"Bella…"
She spun and placed one of her fingers to my lips. "NO regrets, Edward. Stop. I enjoyed it…and I admit to my interest in allowing you to teach me more. If it makes you feel better, make slow sweet love to me for the rest of the night, but don't…don't regret what little forcefulness you just displayed. I am hoping you will show me much much more…in the future."
My lips pulled back into a snarl at the thought, but she gentled me with a sweet kiss. I moved into her, bringing our bodies flush against each other. "I can definitely honor that request…"
The word "honeymoon" caught my attention, drawing my mind back to the present. It was then that I realized I'd allowed myself to slip away into a remembrance of one of the many times Bella and I had had sex on our day in heaven. I hesitated to call it a time of making love, because I'd been far from loving as I took her in the shower, bowing her body into submission. Demonic would have been a much better description, but she'd claimed otherwise of course…telling me how cherished she'd felt. She reassured me and then astonished me with a revelation.
"Do you not realize why I am attracted to such dominant…such alpha men. I want to be protected, Edward…to be taken care of. I did that for my parents for so long that to let go of the control…it is a rush."
I realized that the men around me were talking about me, pondering what I'd done to anger Aro enough to send me away from my wife within a day of being married. So once again, I refocused. The fact that we'd even gone through a marriage ceremony puzzled them. It was foreign to most of our kind who usually just mated when and if a partner was found. However, instead of equating it with the uniqueness of my family, they believed it was something that Aro had demanded…as a sign of reverence to his daughter and submission to him. I could care less what they thought…Bella was mine…and other than the separation I was experiencing from her at the moment…my world was right.
I was just happy I hadn't cum in my pants like an untried youth in front of them at the memory I'd just replayed. The feel of the silk against my skin had done me in. I carefully pulled the book from the bag, attempting as best as I could to avoid touching the traitorous pieces of silky negligee nestled against it. I smirked at her ingenuity before burying my nose in the thick dictionary my new father-in-law had so "kindly" provided. I knew in that moment that Aro had, in fact, hoped for the men's supposition. It would make them more at ease with me to think I was in his bad graces; men who were at ease tended to slip up. If their leader had any thoughts of betraying Aro, I would ferret them out. For now…I had some studying to do.
Hours later, the van came to a halt. Several of the men jumped out in the city of Debrecen. It was the second largest town in the county of Hungary and was resident to the nomads who had temporarily banded together at the direction of the regional coven leader to make the trip to Aro. Like silent wraiths, they disappeared into the night, intent on hunting and finding their own places of rest. I was left with the two drivers who I knew actually resided with the leader and his mate. I would make the rest of the journey with them alone. Just minutes later, they pulled into a garage where the van was to be stored. We would make the rest of the journey east on foot. The leader had a small group of shacks at the Romanian border.
"We will travel from here. If you are thirsty, now is the time to deal with that," the larger of the two informed me in Italian.
"I do not feed off humans," I told him, knowing that he already knew that piece of information. He just wanted to hear the words from me.
"Hortobagy National Park is to the south, but all you'll find there are a few wild sheep and cattle."
Great! My stomach wanted to retch at the thought.
"You may find some Roe Deer on our way or boar." He attempted to be respectful of what he saw as an unsavory option.
"I'll take my chances then."
He nodded, and after I slung the now repacked bag on my shoulder, we took off running east toward the man I was to spy upon.
Bella POV
"Jake!" I all but yelled into the phone when I heard his warm voice answer.
"Bell..a!" he all but yelled back. "God, girl, I've missed you. Where are you calling from?"
"My new phone. Edward got it for me. His number is the same; just add a four at the end instead of the three".
"Got it. How did he get an American number over in Italy?" Jake asked.
"Who knows…you know how it is."
He snorted and then answered, "Of course."
I couldn't go much further without telling him the news. I didn't want to hurt him, and I was afraid it would. "Um…Jake…I have some news."
Before I could even go a moment further he interrupted. "Please tell me you chose Edward and not that other big guy!"
"Felix."
He started swearing, and then, the phone dropped. I could hear someone on the other end, attempting to calm him down. I realized it was Sam. "Jake…No listen, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to insinuate that I'd chosen Felix, I was just telling you his name," I yelled out. All I could hear was a bunch of scuffling on the other end. "JAKE!"
Finally I heard the phone being picked up. "Um…Bella, is that you?" Sam asked.
"Yes! Sam, please tell him I didn't chose Felix. I need to speak to him."
"One moment." Sam had never been my biggest fan. I was certain that now that I was a vampire, he liked me even less. However, I had to admit that he was being polite.
"Jacob, Bella is saying that you need to phase back. She isn't interested in talking to you in wolf form."
A long pause occurred, and then, Sam finally said, "Jacob, now." Even I heard the authority in his voice…the resonance of an Alpha giving an order.
"Yeah," Jacob said harshly a short time later.
"Jake, I didn't marry Felix. I married Edward," I blurted out.
Another moment passed before he finally said, "I don't know whether to be happy about that or not."
I wished there was some way to make it all easier for him. But, he was there, and I was here. He was a werewolf, and I was a vampire. We were doomed from the beginning, and we both knew that. It didn't make it hurt less. At least with Felix, I knew he had another love…the love he was supposed to have. My mind quickly wondered what I could do to help Jacob…to find his imprint or someone to love.
"Jake, I'm sorry."
"No, don't be. It is the best I could hope for. Let me talk to him…to give him my congratulations."
So that was where I lost it. My breath came out in a gasp. "He…he..isn't here."
"HUH? Bells, what's wrong?
"Aro sent him on a mission. We don't know when he is going to return."
"O…K. So, where did you go on your honeymoon?"
I sniffed into the phone, my eyes burning with my need to cry. "Here, we only had one day before he had to leave," I mumbled, feeling totally miserable.
"Bella…are you telling me that you just got married, and that you only had one day for your honeymoon before he had to leave?"
"Yes…" I sniffed. "It sucks."
"Yu…p," he said popping the "p." "Are you okay?"
"No…yes…no…I don't know. I just miss him. After everything we've gone through, everything you've gone through, to get us here…I just want him back here with me."
"Yeah, I can understand that," he answered. The tone of his voice indicated that he was probably feeling the same way about me. But, if there was anything I knew about Jacob, he was my friend as well.
"He wanted me to call and give you both of our numbers. We made an agreement that he will call every evening until he comes home. I think he wanted to talk with you as well."
"Sure…sure, I'll give him a call. Listen…" he paused, clearly trying to organize his thoughts "…Bella, I'm really happy for you. Seriously. If it couldn't be me, then as I told you before I left, I would want it to be him. He loves you, and he'll be able to live your life with you. I know how you felt about me, Bella. I guess in a way, fate answered our question for us. At least this way, you didn't have to choose between Edward and me. I promise that I will try to mend my heart. It'll help though if you don't make yourself a stranger."
"Jake, I couldn't do that. You mean too much to me, but I have to admit I was just thinking about what I could do to set you up."
He chuckled harshly. "You and everyone else. The guys even suggested that I hook up with Leah."
"Leah?"
"Yeah, um…Harry's daughter. She kinda turned into a werewolf too."
"NO WAY!"
"WAY!"
We both started chuckling realizing that we'd fallen back into our old pattern. It wasn't as easy, laced by the feelings we weren't talking about, but it was at least a step in the right direction.
"So are you considering it?" I asked gently. I remembered Leah as being beautiful.
"Um…no. We would kill each other before it was all over." He snorted with great humor. "She gets on my last nerve and more."
"Hmmm…sounds like our relationship. Maybe, it is something you should give a consideration to, Jake?"
"I don't know, maybe. I think it would be hard; I mean, when we are in wolf form, she could hear everything. I don't know what it would be like to be in a relationship where the other person could hear everything. I mean, it would be a little too weird." He started laughing, and even though it was a little shaky, I realized it was genuine. "I guess that is how Edward would have felt. I'm glad he found you."
It was a little too weird to even consider telling Jacob about our newest discovery. At least when Edward could read my mind, it was at the point that I was so sexually charged that all he was getting was what turned me on. It was nice to have a little bit of secrecy.
"Yeah. Jake, what happened with Charlie…and my funeral?"
"Actually, you can thank the bloodsuckers for part of it. They sent me home on a private plane; did you know that?"
"No. What do you mean?"
"Aro, the creepy one…well, he had an urn of…um…ashes on the plane and a fabricated police report. I shudder to think which of his poor victims made it into the thing, but whoever it was received a beautiful ceremony. I told Charlie that we'd finally tracked you down, but that we'd been too late. Bella, I'm sorry, but he thinks you committed suicide. It seemed the most reasonable explanation, considering how you'd been those last few months. I was kinda at a loss until Sam suggested that I tell him that we located you through your photograph at the morgue. I told them that we were too late, and that they had already cremated your body. I didn't think Charlie would buy it, but he did. I told him that the Cullens left, as Edward was too distraught to return to Forks. I think he believes they will come back to close up the house, so you need to warn Carlisle and Esme."
"Anyhow, all of Forks High came out, as well as the guys from the Res. Your mom and Phil came, of course. It was a moving experience. I don't think you know how much you are loved…were loved…um, whatever. I recorded it for you. Embry is going to help me move it over to disc, and I'll send it."
I wondered if I really wanted to see it or not, but then I realized, it might be the last time I could view Charlie and Renee's face. Their images were already beginning to go a little fuzzy. "Yeah, please do. I'm not sure I'm ready to see it yet, but I'm sure that I will be someday."
"Amazing thing happened, Charlie won some lottery thing. The story is that you bought a ticket for him before leaving Forks and that they just contacted him. Would you happen to know anything about that?"
I remembered Aro's statement that he was going to take care of Charlie and Renee for me.
"Yeah…I might."
Jacob snorted on the other end. "I figured. Anyhow…at first he was going to refuse, but then he found out it was in monthly installments and that with the amount, he'll have to be like one hundred and twenty years old before he is done with it. He wanted to give it all away, but then I suggested that in your memory, he should fix up the house, maybe give Renee some of it, and possibly set up a college fund for some needy student. I figured I'd continue to wear him down until I made him realize you would want him to keep some for himself too."
I sobbed tearlessly into the phone. "Thanks, Jake. Yes, I want him to be comfortable. I'll trust you on it."
We went on to talk about the local gossip and what he and the wolf pack had been up to. He regaled me with stories of the chaos of the group. I asked if he'd told his father, and he admitted to Billy having already guessed.
"He'll be pleased, I think, that you ended up with the Cullens. There isn't a lot of love between our groups, but my dad does think that Carlisle is a least true to his word. For my dad, that is saying a lot."
"Please tell Billy to watch out after my dad as well."
"Will do."
"Jake, can I call you every day? It just…helps. If it is too much for you, I'll understand."
"I expect it and would be hurt to not be able to speak with you. Bella, will you ever come back?"
"Don't know Jake, really what is there to come back for? I would like it if you considered possibly coming here to visit?" I left it off on a questioning note.
"Huh. Never thought about it, Bells, but I guess it makes sense. Tell your new adoptive father to send me a private plane, and I can all but guarantee it. Once a fella gets spoiled, it's hard to go back to being treated like the commoners."
It was my turn to snort into the phone. "Sure…sure," I answered with his catch-phrase. "Jake, thank you," I said solemnly. I hoped he knew what I meant it for.
"Bella, thanks aren't needed. I love you…always will."
"Love you too, Jake."
"Tomorrow, same bat time…same bat station?" he asked.
Here was the Jake I loved. "Yes, exactly. I will talk to you tomorrow, Jake."
Alice and Rosalie walked through the door not two seconds later to find me sitting dejected on my bed. They stood uncertainly at the edge of the bed, wondering, I was certain, whether or not I would be receptive to them. I patted the bed beside me and was rewarded with squeals – at least from Alice.
"So…how was your honeymoon?" she giggled.
Rosalie chuckled at the look on my face. "I told her to leave you alone, but you know how much she listens to me. So…how was your honeymoon?" she parroted.
I burst out laughing, falling back onto the bed. Alice and Rosalie were exactly what I needed to keep my mind off missing Edward. "I can say it was…enlightening," I offered.
"Girl, that isn't even going to cut it. I want details…juicy, mind blowing, eyes rolling back into your head sort of details," Alice said, rolling over onto her stomach to peer down into my eyes.
"I attempted to instruct him, Bella. To tell him what to do, so I'm hoping he at least didn't disappoint you. You seem okay, so maybe my instructions helped a little?" she asked, widening her eyes adorably. She was insufferable.
We all burst out laughing and almost missed the timid knock on the door. I went across and opened the door to see Jane standing there. For a moment, the room went quiet, and she started to walk away. I grabbed her by the arm. "Jane, come in. They are attempting to get me to tell them all about my honeymoon. I think you might be my only salvation."
Jane's face quirked for a moment, as if she wasn't certain, but then, the inconceivable happened. She took a small step into the room. Alice the effervescent pixie squealed again, patting the bed next to her, encouraging the silent blond to sit by her. Rose even smiled in a welcoming manner.
As soon as I set back down, Rosalie started up again. "You might as well go ahead and cave, Bella. She won't give up, and besides, I have a bet with Emmett."
"A bet?" I growled out.
"Yes, about how many times Edward brought you to the…um…" Rosalie trailed off, suddenly at a loss for words.
"To the screaming, he is my god moment," Jane offered.
Rosalie's eyes widened in appreciation. "Exactly…to the Edward, you are my god moment."
Even Jane's mouth quirked a little at the humor.
"What was the bet?" I asked Rosalie.
"I suggested that Edward would have so many fantasies stored in that emotional, emo-mind of his, that you would barely surface. Emmett said he would be lucky to find his way out of a paper bag when it came to sex and that you'd be lucky to have one…" she giggled "…Edward is my god moment."
At this point, even Jane was biting her lower lip in an effort to keep from laughing. I grinned, suddenly enjoying the banter, even if it was at my expense and totally embarrassing.
"Tell Emmett to pay up, Rosalie. Your brother is a demon in bed."
Alice's eyes widened out in appreciation. "I knew it…I knew it. I told Jazz, but even he didn't believe me. Well, that was quickly proven wrong. I was kept in bed all night, Bella. I have to say, you could have warned a girl."
"RIGHT!" Rosalie shouted out, startling the quiet Jane. "You were enjoying every moment of it. Even Emmett and I got embarrassed. We had to leave with Carlisle and Esme to get away from the two of you!" she exclaimed.
Jane's eyes darted back and forth between us at the interplay, and I realized she'd never had girlfriends to just talk smack with. She seemed to be enjoying it, even if she wasn't exactly sure how to react. Then, her eyes narrowed at me. "Exactly how many times did you bring the Mr. Cullen to the Bella is my goddess moment?"
I looked down as if to inspect my fingernails. This was thoroughly humiliating, but at the same time, extremely funny. "Um…are we counting the times that he said my name during the moments we were collectively making out…or are we talking about when I was just having fun with him?" I couldn't believe I was being so indiscreet and ballsy (as Emmett would say). This was exactly what I would have expected from them if our lives had played out in Forks, and suddenly, the normalcy of it all helped ease my sorrow at Edward's absence.
Alice whooped at my statement and held her hand out to Rosalie for payment. Rose went into her back pocket and slapped a hundred dollar bill into Alice's outstretched hand.
"How many times?" Rose asked bluntly.
I put my hands over my face in total mortification. "Um…several."
Even Jane started giggling, and I saw Rose holding her hand back out. "I don't understand," I croaked, certain my mortification couldn't get worse. I was wrong.
"Carlisle won that bet, and I want to make sure he gets his money from Alice," Rose chuckled.
I grabbed the pillow and fell back onto the bed, covering my face. Even my respectable, gentle father-in-law was in on it. I felt the bed shaking from their combined laughter. A corner of the pillow raised, and I saw Alice's laughing face just above me.
"Um…Bella, how many times did it happen in the tub?"
My eyes went wide, and she hooted. As the pillow dropped back down onto my face, I heard her say, "Esme was right!"
OH GOD! Just kill me right now. Even sweet Esme…
Edward, my love, come home to me soon; I'm dying here.
I apologize for the delay in posting this chapter, after having promised to attempt weekly updates. My family and I experienced a first this year – a white Christmas in Georgia. We went to a remote cabin in the mountains and were snowed in. No Internet (torturous to say the least). I'd hope to post for Christmas, so please accept my fondest wishes that you had a great holiday, and let us look forward to a Happy New Year!
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