“Rachel kneeled beside Jacob. She took the child's hand and pressed it to the dirt. Her father had told Rachel that Harmons had been on this land since before the Revolutionary War. "Don't ever forget what it feels like, Jacob,"… — Ron Rash Copy Share Image
“Please!" Edward hissed. "Do you mind?" "What?" Jacob whispered back, his tone surprised. "Do you think you could at least attempt to control you thoughts?" Edward's low whisper was furious. "No one said you had to listen," Jacob muttered, defiant,… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
