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    Turn of a century

    Edward

    Esme’s tight, impatient frown smoothed out into a wide grin when she caught sight of my hands reaching behind her for the unclasped necklace she was struggling with.

    "I thank you, dear."

    I fastened the gold chain and stepped aside to admire the blue topaz that brimmed on Esme’s snow-white throat. "Very stunning." I complimented, intrigued by the comparison of color.

    "It was a gift from the Women’s Benefit Association for my help with the inauguration of the new children’s hospital." Esme beamed. Volunteering for the well-being of other people, immortals and humans alike was more than a pastime for her, it was a life occupation. I struggled to make my smile stable, trying to disguise the twinge of sadness at how much generous she was than me. Her generosity had no compare.

    "The president is hosting a party to commemorate the inauguration this evening." Esme continued. "Ah," I thought, "Thus the purpose for the splendid navy blue gown she’s experimenting."

    "It will be at her summer manor in Crystal Lake. Her husband still hasn’t returned from overseas." Saying this, she winked, insinuating that probably the Benefit president’s husband was not too fond of parties given at his house.

    "Do you mind if I accompany you?" I felt a need to offer assistance, it was the very least I could do after rebelling against her and Carlisle like I had. Like an ungrateful child.

    "You really don’t have to strain yourself, dear." Esme replied, turning an unconditionally kind smile to me. I knew she didn’t think I owed her anything or needed to compensate for my immature behavior but in my eyes I still wasn’t forgiven.

    "Not that I wouldn’t mind being escorted by another handsome gentleman." Esme grinned, playfully. "Carlisle is working a late shift tonight."

    The driveway of the summer house was heaped with automobiles squished very near one another at an attempt to give the guests enough space to ascend the tight cobblestone path up to the front door. I parked the black coup outside the gate nearest to the curb, however there were already two cars enveloping me front and back.

    "Oh my!" Esme exclaimed, awe-struck at the crowded brood as she stepped out of the car. But there was another reason why she hesitated, still staring uncertainly at the many gentlemen and ladies decked in their best ascending the driveway. She was worried that I would feel too uncomfortable.

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