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Following the same instinctive instructions that had prompted me to lie to Mike, I called Jessica and hypocritically wished her luck at the dance. When she likewise wished me good luck on my day with Edward, I told her the plan was off. As a third-party bystander, her disappointment was a little more than necessary. After that, I said goodbye quickly. Charlie was a little absent-minded at dinner. Not just worried about work, I guess. Maybe it was a basketball game. Maybe he just really liked Italian food ? it's hard to say what Charlie was worried about. You know, Dad.. I said, interrupting his meditation. What's the matter, Bella? I guess you were right about Seattle. I think I'll wait until Jessica or someone else can go with me. "Oh," he said in surprise. Oh, okay. So, do you want me to stay at home? No, Dad, you don't have to change your plans. I have thousands of things to do.. Homework, laundry.. I have to go to the library and the grocery store. I've been in and out all day.. Go ahead and have a good time. Are you sure? "Absolutely sure, Dad.". Also, the fish in the fridge is dangerously low-we only have two or three years' supply left. "You'll make it, Bella." He laughed. I can say the same for you. I said,warehouse pallet racks, laughing. My laughter was a little abrupt, but he didn't notice. I felt so guilty about cheating him that I almost took Edward's advice and told him I was going there. Just almost. After dinner, I folded my clothes and put another pile in the dryer. Unfortunately, this kind of work only keeps the hands busy. My mind was still idle, and it was completely out of control. I was torn between two thoughts, one of which was so strong that the feeling was almost painful, and the other of which was a latent fear that was eating away at my determination. I have to remind myself again and again that I have made my choice and I don't intend to go back. Too often I took his note out of my pocket and read it, absorbing the two little words he had written. He wanted me to be safe, I told myself over and over again. I just need to hold on to this, and in the end, heavy duty rack manufacturers ,shuttle rack system, this desire will overcome all other thoughts. And what about my other choice, to cut him out of my life? This will be an unbearable pain in my life. Besides, he has been everything in my life since I came to Forks. But a little voice in my heart is worried, wondering if this will be very traumatic.. If it doesn't end well. I was relieved when it was too late and it was time to go to bed. I knew I was too nervous to sleep, so I did something I'd never done before. I took some cold medicine on purpose, even though I didn't need it ? the pills made me pass out and get a good eight hours of sleep. Normally I wouldn't condone it, but tomorrow's situation is complicated enough, and I don't need to add to all the other things to make myself groggy from lack of sleep. While I waited for the medicine to take effect, I wiped my clean-washed hair until it was impeccably straight, and then restlessly prepared my clothes for tomorrow. When all the preparations for tomorrow were done, I finally lay down on the bed. I felt excited and nervous. I can't stop thrashing around. I got up and rummaged through the shoebox of CDs until I found a compilation of Chopin's serenades. I let it play quietly and then lay down again, concentrating on relaxing certain parts of my body. At some point during this exercise, the cold medicine took effect and I fell happily into a lethargic sleep. I woke up early, and thanks to the medicine I took for no reason, I had a dreamless night. Although I was well rested, I immediately fell into the hot-headed frenzy of last night. I threw on my clothes in a hurry, smoothed the collar around my neck, and played with the tan sweater until it was firmly over my jeans.
I glanced furtively out of the window and saw that Charlie had gone. A thin, flocculent cloud covered the sky. They don't look like they'll last long. I ate the breakfast without knowing the taste, and then hurried to wash the dishes. I peeked at the window again, but nothing changed. I had just finished brushing my teeth, and when I came back downstairs, there was a quiet knock on the door, and my heart pounded like a bird in the cage made of my ribs. I galloped to the door and had a little trouble opening the simple latch, but I finally pulled the door open and there he was. The moment I saw his face, all the excitement evaporated and was replaced by peace. I breathed a sigh of relief-he was here, and yesterday's fears seemed absurd. At first he did not smile-his face was grim. But after he had examined me up and down, his expression brightened and he smiled. Good morning He said with a light smile. What's the matter? I looked down to make sure I hadn't forgotten any important details, like shoes or pants. We're a good match. He laughed again. I realized he was wearing a long, light tan sweater, a white shirt underneath,shuttle rack system, and blue jeans. I laughed with him, hiding a secret twinge of regret ? why did he have to look like a fashion model and I couldn't? While I locked the door, he made his way to the truck. He was waiting at the passenger door with an easily readable expression of suffering written on his face. We had an appointment. I smugly reminded him to climb into the driver's seat and reach out to open the door for him. Where to go? I asked. Fasten your seat belt ? I'm getting nervous. I gave him a hard look and obeyed his order. Where to go? I sighed and repeated. Drive north on National Highway 101. He ordered. jracking.com