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Thursday, January 1, 2009
Continue . . .

I hoped that he didn't think so litte of me as to believe I would give up that easily. "When did he buy it?"
"He bought it in 1984."
"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 don't really know anything about cars. I wouldn't be able to fix it ir anything goes wrong, and I couldn't afford a mechanic. . . "
"Really, Bella, the thing runs great. They don'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 couldn't compromise on.
"Well, honey. I kind of already bought it for you. As a homecoming gift." Charlie peeked sideways at me witha hopeful expression.
Wow. Free.
"You didn't need to do that, Dad. I was going to buy myself a car."
"I don't mind. I want you to be happy here." He was looking ahead at the road when he said this. Charlie wasn't comfortable with expressing his emotions out loud. I inherited that from him. So I was looking straight ahead as I responded.
"That's really nice, Dad. Thanks. I really appreciate it." No need to add that my being happy in Forks is an impossibility. He didn't need to suffer along with me. And I never looked a free truck in the month-or engine.

No longer gonna write anymore so if you want it, can come borrow from me. I still have all four books with me now so please tell me. thanks !!!

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