I'm sorry that this artigo is really short. I'll post another later tonight.
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“How are you feeling?” he asked in that musical voice.
“Fine” I lied.
“Hmm, doesn’t look fine. I think your leg is broken but I’m not positive. How did you injure it?”
“Well…I slipped out of a árvore I was climbing” I muttered embarrassed to tell him I was a 16-year-old who still climbed trees. I chose to tell him the truth, though, rather than lie because I knew he would talk to my parents later…
“Well, let me take a look” he said as he put on his medical gloves. He handled my leg with care trying out different points and asking me if it hurt or not. por the end of his examination, he informed me I fractured my leg.
“Your going to need a cast and it will be on for 6-8 weeks,” he told me “you’ll need crutches as well.” Then he put on my cast as I watched in awe. My parents were called in and I was given the crutches.
“Thank you very much Dr. Cullen” I said to him as my parents and I excited the office
“Please call me Carlisle. And your very welcome Esme” he replied smiling a blinding smile at me. He couldn’t be that much older than me. Maybe early 20’s. I wondered to myself if he was married or engaged. He probably is. A good-looking, glorious, breathtakingly beautiful man like that couldn’t be single. He was probably involved with a much prettier woman than I.
I hobbled my way to the car with help from my father. Getting in was tricky but we manages. As we drove home, my thoughts couldn’t stray from the wonderful doctor Carlisle who repaired me. In a way, he way my own personal hero and that thought gave me mais pleasure than it should.
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“How are you feeling?” he asked in that musical voice.
“Fine” I lied.
“Hmm, doesn’t look fine. I think your leg is broken but I’m not positive. How did you injure it?”
“Well…I slipped out of a árvore I was climbing” I muttered embarrassed to tell him I was a 16-year-old who still climbed trees. I chose to tell him the truth, though, rather than lie because I knew he would talk to my parents later…
“Well, let me take a look” he said as he put on his medical gloves. He handled my leg with care trying out different points and asking me if it hurt or not. por the end of his examination, he informed me I fractured my leg.
“Your going to need a cast and it will be on for 6-8 weeks,” he told me “you’ll need crutches as well.” Then he put on my cast as I watched in awe. My parents were called in and I was given the crutches.
“Thank you very much Dr. Cullen” I said to him as my parents and I excited the office
“Please call me Carlisle. And your very welcome Esme” he replied smiling a blinding smile at me. He couldn’t be that much older than me. Maybe early 20’s. I wondered to myself if he was married or engaged. He probably is. A good-looking, glorious, breathtakingly beautiful man like that couldn’t be single. He was probably involved with a much prettier woman than I.
I hobbled my way to the car with help from my father. Getting in was tricky but we manages. As we drove home, my thoughts couldn’t stray from the wonderful doctor Carlisle who repaired me. In a way, he way my own personal hero and that thought gave me mais pleasure than it should.
"It shocked me.I was not sure if she meant to attack.That's the only interpretation of her behavior that my past had to offer.But she was smiling.And the emotions that were emanating from her were like nothing I'd ever felt before.
"'You've kept me waiting a long time,'she said."
I didn't realize Alice had come to stand behind me again.
"And you ducked your head like a good Southern gentleman,and said,'I'm sorry ma'am.'"Alice laughed at the memory.
Jasper smiled down at her."You held out your hand,and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing.For the first time in almost a century,I felt hope."
Jasper took Alice's hand as he spoke.
Alice grinned."I was just relieved.I thought you were never going to show up."