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Post by Esme Cullen on Mar 18, 2013 16:09:45 GMT -5
As I sat working in my office, I wondered how the reunion had gone. I smiled to myself with pride at how beautiful all my children looked in their finery. They would be sure to be the hit of the reunion.
Hearing Carlisle's phone ring, I continued working, knowing that he'd answer it on the first ring. I was hoping for some alone time later, so I hoped it wasn't the hospital calling him in for an emergency.
Putting my papers aside, I listened to Carlisle's conversation. He appeared to be speaking in hushed, rapid tones. It wasn't the hospital.
My joy at my children's night out quickly turned to a growing dread. What had happened? Was everyone alright? A million questions ran through my mind at once.
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