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3 eclipse月食-第35部分
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“That’s why I didn’t consider it。”
He laughed triumphantly。 “What do you want to do today？”
“Anything！” I laughed back。 It felt great to be free。
8。 TEMPER
WE ENDED UP ON THE BEACH AGAIN； WANDERING AIMlessly。 Jacob was still full of himself for engineering my
escape。
“Do you think they’ll come looking for you？” he asked； sounding hopeful。
“No。” I was certain about that。 “They’re going to be furious with me tonight； though。”
He picked up a rock and chucked it into the waves。 “Don’t go back； then；” he suggested again。
“Charlie would love that；” I said sarcastically。
“I bet he wouldn’t mind。”
I didn’t answer。 Jacob was probably right； and that made me grind my teeth together。 Charlie’s blatant
preference for my Quileute friends was so unfair。 I wondered if he would feel the same if he knew the choice
was really between vampires and werewolves。
“So what’s the latest pack scandal？” I asked lightly。
Jacob skidded to a halt； and he stared down at me with shocked eyes。
“What？ That was a joke。”
“Oh。” He looked away。
I waited for him to start walking again； but he seemed lost in thought。
“Is there a scandal？” I wondered。
Jacob chuckled once。 “I forget what it’s like； not having everyone know everything all the time。 Having a
quiet； private place inside my head。”
We walked along the stony beach quietly for a few minutes。
“So what is it？” I finally asked。 “That everyone in your head already knows？”
He hesitated for a moment； as if he weren’t sure how much he was going to tell me。 Then he sighed and
said； “Quil imprinted。 That’s three now。 The rest of us are starting to get worried。 Maybe it’s more common
than the stories say。 。 。 。” He frowned； and then turned to stare at me。 He gazed into my eyes without
speaking； his eyebrows furrowed in concentration。
“What are you staring at？” I asked； feeling self…conscious。
He sighed。 “Nothing。”
Jacob started walking again。 Without seeming to think about it； he reached out and took my hand。 We
paced silently across the rocks。
I thought of how we must look walking hand and hand down the beach — like a couple； certainly — and
wondered if I should object。 But this was the way it had always been with Jacob。 。 。 。 No reason to get
worked up about it now。
“Why is Quil’s imprinting such a scandal？” I asked when it didn’t look like he was going to go on。 “Is it
because he’s the newest one？”
“That doesn’t have anything to do with it。”
“Then what’s the problem？”
“It’s another one of those legend things。 I wonder when we’re going to stop being surprised that they’re
all true？” he muttered to himself。
“Are you going to tell me？ Or do I have to guess？”
“You’d never get it right。 See； Quil hasn’t been hanging out with us； you know； until just recently。 So he
hadn’t been around Emily’s place much。”
“Quil imprinted on Emily； too？” I gasped。
“No！ I told you not to guess。 Emily had her two nieces down for a visit 。 。 。 and Quil met Claire。”
He didn’t continue。 I thought about that for a moment。
“Emily doesn’t want her niece with a werewolf？ That’s a little hypocritical；” I said。
But I could understand why she of all people might feel that way。 I thought again of the long scars that
marred her face and extended all the way down her right arm。 Sam had lost control just once when he was
standing too close to her。 Once was all it took。 。 。 。 I’d seen the pain in Sam’s eyes when he looked at what
he’d done to Emily。 I could understand why Emily might want to protect her niece from that。
“Would you please stop guessing？ You’re way off。 Emily doesn’t mind that part； it’s just； well； a little
early。”
“What do you mean early？”
Jacob appraised me with narrowed eyes。 “Try not to be judgmental； okay？”
I nodded cautiously。
“Claire is two；” Jacob told me。
Rain started to fall。 I blinked furiously as the drops pelted my face。
Jacob waited in silence。 He wore no jacket； as usual； the rain left a spatter of dark spots on his black T…
shirt； and dripped through his shaggy hair。 His face was expressionless as he watched mine。
“Quil 。 。 。 imprinted 。 。 。 with a two…year…old？” I was finally able to ask。
“It happens。” Jacob shrugged。 He bent to grab another rock and sent it flying out into the bay。 “Or so the
stories say。”
“But she’s a baby；” I protested。
He looked at me with dark amusement。 “Quil’s not getting any older；” he reminded me； a bit of acid in his
tone。 “He’ll just have to be patient for a few decades。”
“I 。 。 。 don’t know what to say。”
I was trying my hardest not to be critical； but； in truth； I was horrified。 Until now； nothing about the
werewolves had bothered me since the day I’d found out they weren’t committing the murders I’d suspected
them of。
“You’re making judgments；” he accused。 “I can see it on your face。”
“Sorry；” I muttered。 “But it sounds really creepy。”
“It’s not like that； you’ve got it all wrong；” Jacob defended his friend； suddenly vehement。 “I’ve seen what
it’s like； through his eyes。 There’s nothing romantic about it at all； not for Quil； not now。” He took a deep
breath； frustrated。 “It’s so hard to describe。 It’s not like love at first sight； really。 It’s more like 。 。 。 gravity
moves。 When you see her； suddenly it’s not the earth holding you here anymore。 She does。 And nothing
matters more than her。 And you would do anything for her； be anything for her。 。 。 。 You become whatever she
needs you to be； whether that’s a protector； or a lover； or a friend； or a brother。
“Quil will be the best； kindest big brother any kid ever had。 There isn’t a toddler on the planet that will be
more carefully looked after than that little girl will be。 And then； when she’s older and needs a friend； he’ll be
more understanding； trustworthy； and reliable than anyone else she knows。 And then； when she’s grown up；
they’ll be as happy as Emily and Sam。” A strange； bitter edge sharpened his tone at the very end； when he
spoke of Sam。
“Doesn’t Claire get a choice here？”
“Of course。 But why wouldn’t she choose him； in the end？ He’ll be her perfect match。 Like he was
designed for her alone。”
We walked in silence for a moment； till I paused to toss a rock toward the ocean。 It fell to the beach
several meters short。 Jacob laughed at me。
“We can’t all be freakishly strong；” I muttered。
He sighed。
“When do you think it will happen for you？” I asked quietly。
His answer was flat and immediate。 “Never。”
“It’s not something you can control； is it？”
He was silent for a few minutes。 Unconsciously； we both walked slower； barely moving at all。
“It’s not supposed to be；” he admitted。 “But you have to see her �
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