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Two years later

"Remember that first fall together?" I ask Edward while we're sitting together on the porch swing. It's a warm fall day, surprisingly.

"Yes, I do. I loved it, and it became my favorite season that year."

Screams and laughter fill our yard, our little girl and the neighbor boy playing around in the big piles of leaves.

"Looks like you have to rake those again later," I comment.

"Sure does. But they're having fun which is more important than anything."

I smile. "Rosalie said she'll pick up Dan around four or so, so you still have time to rake it again before it gets dark."

"Yes, sweetheart," Edward says, kissing me soundly while the sounds of laughter fill my life.

Fall really is my favorite season.


And that's all she wrote. Hope you enjoyed it :)