暮光之城1英文版

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d, really. I hoped he didn39。 t think so little of me as to believe I would give up that easily. When did he buy it? He bought it in 1984, I think. Did he buy it new? Well, no. I think it was new in the early sixties — or late fifties at the earliest, he admitted sheepishly. Ch — Dad, I don39。 t really know anything about cars. I wouldn39。 t be able to fix it if anything went wrong, and I couldn39。 t afford a mechanic… Really, Bella, the thing runs great. They don39。 t build them like that anymore. The thing, I thought to myself… it had possibilities — as a nickname, at the very least. How cheap is cheap? After all, that was the part I couldn39。 t promise on. Well, honey, I kind of already bought it for you. As a homeing gift. Charlie peeked sideways at me with a hopeful . Free. You didn39。 t need to do that, Dad. I was going to buy myself a car. I don39。 t mind. I want you to be happy here. He was looking ahead at the road when he said this. Charlie wasn39。 t fortable with expressing his emotions out loud. I inherited that from him. So I was looking straight ahead as I responded. That39。 s really nice, Dad. Thanks. I really appreciate it. No need to add that my being happy in Forks is an impossibility. He didn39。 t need to suffer along with me. And I never looked a free truck in the mouth — or engine. Well, now, you39。 re wele, he mumbled, embarrassed by my exchanged a few more ments on the weather, which was wet, and that was pretty much it for Conversation. We stared out the windows in silence. It was beautiful, of course。 I couldn39。 t deny that. Everything was green:the trees, their trunks covered with moss, their branches hanging with a canopy of it, the ground covered with ferns. Even the air filtered down greenly through the leaves. It was too green — an alien pla. Eventually we made it to Charlie39。 s. He still lived in the small,twobedroom house that he39。 d bought with my mother in the early days of their marriage. Those were the only kind of days their marriage had — the early ones. There, parked on the street in front of the house that never changed, was my new — well, new to me — truck. It was a faded red color,with big, rounded fenders and a bulbous cab. To my intense surprise, I loved it. I didn39。 t know if it would run, but I could see myself in it. Plus。