I had a nice big bandage taped to my arm, and the wrist sheath shoved in my pocket. She settled herself a little more securely on Edward's arm, and the look in her brown eyes was just a tad less friendly than it had been before. In some ways I understood Edward better than either of the men I had been dating. I shook my head.
It was propped up by its own weight. I had a brief overview in my comparative religion class in college, but I didn't take Native American as one of my electives. Knowing Edward it probably had been. By the way, now that I'm persona non grata, where are you taking me? To a restaurant.
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