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"Presents," Edward corrected, and he pulled another key—this one longer and silver with a less gaudy
blue bow—from his pocket.
I struggled to keep from rolling my eyes. I knew immediately what this key was to—the "after car." I
wondered if I should feel excited. It seemed the vampire conversion hadn't given me any sudden interest
in sports cars.
"Mine first," Alice said, and then stuck her tongue out, foreseeing his answer.
"Mine is closer."
"But look at how she's dressed" Alice's words were almost a moan. "It's been killing me all day. That is
clearly the priority."
My eyebrows pulled together as I wondered how a key could get me into new clothes. Had she gotten
me a whole trunkful?
"I know—I'll play you for it," Alice suggested. "Rock, paper, scissors."
Jasper chuckled and Edward sighed.
"Why you don't you just tell me who wins?" Edward said wryly.
Alice beamed. "I do. Excellent."
"It's probably better that I wait for morning, anyway." Edward smiled crookedly at me and then nodded
toward
Jacob and Seth, who looked like they were crashed for the night; I wonder how long they'd stayed up
this time. "I think it might be more fun if Jacob was awake for the big reveal, don't you agree? So that
someone there is able to express the right level of enthusiasm?"
I grinned back. He knew me well.
"Yay," Alice sang. "Bella, give Ness—Renesmee to Rosalie."
"Where does she usually sleep?"
Alice shrugged. "In Rose's arms. Or Jacob's. Or Esme's. You get the picture. She has never been set
down in her entire life. She's going to be the most spoiled half-vampire in existence."
Edward laughed while Rosalie took Renesmee expertly in her arms. "She is also the most unspoiled
half-vampire in existence," Rosalie said. "The beauty of being one of a kind."
Rosalie grinned at me, and I was glad to see that the new comradeship between us was still there in her
smile. I hadn't been entirely sure it would last after Renesmee's life was no longer tied to mine. But maybe
we had fought together on the same side long enough that we would always be friends now. I'd finally
made the same choice she would have if she'd been in my shoes. That seemed to have washed away her
resentment for all my other choices.
Alice shoved the beribboned key in my hand, then grabbed my elbow and steered me toward the back
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door. "Let's go, let's go," she trilled.
"Is it outside?"
"Sort of," Alice said, pushing me forward.
"Enjoy your gift," Rosalie said. "It's from all of us. Esme especially."
"Aren't you coming,B2 Evening Dresses, too?" I realized that no one had moved.
"We'll give you a chance to appreciate it alone," Rosalie said. "You can tell us about it... later."
Emmett guffawed. Something about his laugh made me feel like blushing, though I wasn't sure why.
I realized that lots of things about me—like truly hating surprises, and not liking gifts in general much
more—had not changed one bit. It was a relief and revelation to discover how much of my essential core
traits had come with me into this new body.
I hadn't expected to be myself. I smiled widely.
Alice tugged my elbow, and I couldn't stop smiling as I followed her into the purple night. Only Edward
came with us.
"There's the enthusiasm I'm looking for," Alice murmured approvingly. Then she dropped my arm, made
two lithe bounds, and leaped over the river.
"C'mon, Bella," she called from the other side.
Edward jumped at the same time I did; it was every bit as fun as it had been this afternoon. Maybe a
little bit more fun because the night changed everything into new, rich colors.
Alice took off with us on her heels, heading due north. It was easier to follow the sound of her feet
whispering against the ground and the fresh path of her scent than it was to keep my eyes on her through
the thick vegetation.
At no sign I could see, she whirled and dashed back to where I paused.
"Don't attack me," she warned, and sprang at me.
"What are you doing?" I demanded, squirming as she scrambled onto my back and wrapped her hands
around my face. I felt the urge to throw her off, but I controlled it.
"Making sure you can't see."
"I could take care of that without the theatrics," Edward offered.
"You might let her cheat. Take her hand and lead her forward."
"Alice, I—"
"Don't bother, Bella. We're doing this my way."
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I felt Edward's fingers weave through mine. "Just a few seconds more, Bella. Then she'll go annoy
someone else." He pulled me forward. I kept up easily. I wasn't afraid of hitting a tree; the tree would be
the only one getting hurt in that scenario.
"You might be a little more appreciative," Alice chided him. "This is as much for you as it is for her."
"True. Thank you again, Alice."
"Yeah, yeah. Okay." Alice's voice suddenly shot up with excitement. "Stop there. Turn her just a little to
the right. Yes, like that. Okay. Are you ready?" she squeaked.
"I'm ready." There were new scents here, piquing my interest, increasing my curiosity. Scents that didn't
belong in the deep woods. Honeysuckle. Smoke. Roses. Sawdust? Something metallic, too. The richness
of deep earth, dug up and exposed. I leaned toward the mystery.
Alice hopped down from my back, releasing her grip on my eyes.
I stared into the violet dark. There, nestled into a small clearing in the forest, was a tiny stone cottage,
lavender gray in the light of the stars.
It belonged here so absolutely that it seemed as if it must have grown from the rock, a natural formation.
Honeysuckle climbed up one wall like a lattice, winding all the way up and over the thick wooden
shingles. Late summer roses bloomed in a handkerchief-sized garden under the dark, deep-set windows.
There was a little path of flat stones, amethyst in the night, that led up to the quaint arched wooden door.
I curled my hand around the key I held, shocked.
"What do you think?" Alice's voice was soft now; it fit with the perfect quiet of the storybook scene.
I opened my mouth but said nothing.
"Esme thought we might like a place of our own for a while, but she didn't want us too far away,"
Edward murmured. "And she loves any excuse to renovate. This little place has been crumbling away out
here for at least a hundred years."
I continued staring, mouth gaping like a fish.
"Don't you like it?" Alice's face fell. "I mean, I'm sure we could fix it up differently, if you want. Emmett
was all for adding a few thousand square feet, a second story,denim wedding gowns, columns, and a tower, but Esme thought
you would like it best
the way it was meant to look." Her voice started to climb, to go faster. "If she was wrong,Alexia evening gowns, we can get
back to work. It won't take long to—"
"Shh!" I managed.
She pressed her lips together and waited. It took me a few seconds to recover.
"You're giving me a house for my birthday?" I whispered.
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"Us," Edward corrected. "And it's no more than a cottage. I think the word house implies more
legroom."
"No knocking my house," I whispered to him.
Alice beamed. "You like it."
I shook my head.
"Love it?"
I nodded.
"I can't wait totell Esme!"
"Why didn't she come?"
Alice's smile faded a little, twisted just off what it hadbeen, like my question was hard to answer. "Oh,
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