[OOM:

"I am a murderer, Esme. A murderer."

"Yes. You are."

(from The Cullen's Historical Timeline)]

Carlisle has been trying to stay more in Forks of late, with Bella still needing care, and Edward needing what little support he'd be willing to accept.

That being the case, his flowers were kept for him by the Bar, still fresh and bright when he arrives to see if he has any messages.

The note attached is read quickly:

...it confounds all notion ( Read more... )

[OOMs: if we live our life in fear,
i'll wait a thousand years
to see you smile again.
kill the prayers for love and peace,
you'll wake the thought police
we can't hide the truth inside.Alice knows she shouldn't believe what James says about her on that tape. But she can't quite stop herself from taking the information and running with it ( Read more... )

[OOM: "Wish you were here."]

Cures for insomnia:

1. Mind-blowing sex with former spaceho pseudo-wife. Not an option when Inara's sleeping. Damn.
2. Drink a lot. Not an option - too expensive, not worth the headache after.
3. Work on the ship. Not an option - too late. It'll wake everyone up.
4. Work on the other ship ( Read more... )

[OOM: "We did what we had to, to protect the sanctity of this family."]

Doctor Cullen is scribbling at a table. As much scribbling as ever he does - Carlisle's handwriting has never failed to have a polite and articulated lilt to it, even in the endless signatures on endless prescription pages and charts at the hospital ( Read more... )

[OOM:

things that matter too much
to say any way but lightly

(from The Cullen's Historical Timeline)]

Esme is more casual today than on most days ( Read more... )

[OOM: Interior Design.]