*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 1 - FIRST SIGHT
My mother drove me to the airport with the windows rolled down. It was seventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. I was wearing my পছন্দ শার্ট - sleeveless, white eyelet lace; I was wearing it as a farewell gesture. My carry-on item was a parka.
In the Olympic Peninsula of northwest Washington State, a small town named Forks exists under a near-constant cover of clouds. It rains on this inconsequential town আরো than any other place in the United States of America. It was from this town and its gloomy, omnipresent...
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