Let’s Re-Read Breaking Dawn Together! Chapter 27
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Chapter 27: Travel Plans
“Even in the short time I’d known Aro, I’d been able to see that he was a collector-and his most prized treasures were his living pieces. He coveted beauty, talent, and rarity in his immortal followers more than any jewel locked in his vaults. It was unfortunate enough that he’d begun to covet Alice’s and Edward’s abilities. I would give him no reason to be jealous of Carlisle’s family. Renesmee was beautiful and gifted and unique-she was one of a kind. He could not be allowed to see her, not even through someone’s thoughts.”
Apparently Three months have passed, and Bella reflects on her immortal life so far. Everyone seems to be this big happy family. The wolves are even cool and Quil and Embry have joined Jacob Black’s pack!
Pg. 525-527 So it seems Sue Clearwater and Charlie are growing even closer as she helps ease Charlie into this new mysterious world thanks to Bella. Sue finds herself hanging out at the Cullen home just as much as everyone else. Leah Clearwater is now officially Jacob’s second in command and their relationship is a million times better. Speaking of relationships, the one between Bella and Jasper makes me smile.(you know, considering he tried to kill her a couple of books ago ) Happiness was the main component in my life now, the dominant pattern in the tapestry. So much so that my relationship with Jasper was now much closer than I’d ever dreamed it would be. At first I was really annoyed, though. “Yeesh!” I complained to Edward one night after we’d put Renesmee in her wrought-iron crib. “If I haven’t killed Charlie or Sue yet, it’s probably not going to happen. I wish Jasper would stop hovering all the time!” “No one doubts you, Bella, not in the slightest. You know how Jasper is-he can’t resist a good emotional climate. You’re so happy all the time, love, he gravitates toward you without thinking.”
Pg. 528-529 Now here comes the bad news. Renesmee, even though her growth is slowing down, it’s miniscule. She is three months old and can walk, talk, dance like her aunt Alice, and can read her own bedtime stories. “There is sweet music here,” she read without hesitation, “That softer falls than petals from blown roses on the grass, or night-dews on still waters between walls of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass-“ “If you read, how will you fall asleep?” I asked in a voice that had barely escaped shaking. By Carlisle’s calculations, the growth of her body was gradually slowing; her mind continued to race on ahead. Even if the rate of decrease held steady, she’d still be an adult in no more than four years. Four years. And an old woman by fifteen. Just fifteen years of life.
Pg. 530-532 Edward and Carlisle have devoted much of their time to studying all about children who are like Renesmee. Unfortunately all they have to go on are old legends which make the pair decide they must travel to Brazil for concrete answers. The only question left was exactly when we would go. I was the holdup. A small part of it was that I wanted to stay near Forks until after the holidays, for Charlie’s sake. But more than that, there was a different journey that I knew had to come first-that was the clear priority. Also, it had to be a solo trip. This was the only argument that Edward and I had gotten into since I’d become a vampire. The main part of contention was the ‘solo’ part. I had to go see the Volturi, and I had to do it absolutely alone. Until the day that Aro’s present showed up, I didn’t know that Alice had sent a wedding announcement to the Volturi leaders; we’d been far away on Esme’s island when she’d seen a vision of Volturi soldiers-Jane and Alec, the devastatingly powerful twins, among them. Caius was planning to send a hunting party to see if I was still human, against their edict. So Alice had mailed the announcement, seeing that this would delay them as they deciphered the meaning behind it. But they would come eventually. That was certain.
“I always wondered where the crown jewels disappeared to after John of England pawned then in the thirteenth century,” Carlisle said. “I suppose it doesn’t surprise me that the Volturi have their share.” The unsubtle reminder in Aro’s note interested me more than the jewel. The Volturi needed to see that I was immortal, that the Cullen’s had been obedient to the Volturi’s orders, and they needed to see this soon. They could not be allowed near Forks. There was only one way to keep our life here safe. “You’re not going alone,” Edward had insisted through his teeth, his hands clenching into fists. “They won’t hurt me. They have no reason to. I’m a vampire. Case closed.” “No. Absolutely no.” “Edward, it’s the only way to protect her.” And he hadn’t been able to argue with that. My logic was watertight.
Pg. 537-539 This chapter ends on a note that now changes the tune for the rest of this book. After Alice assured Edward and Bella that Bella’s trip would be a safe one, Edward conceded but only because Bella refused to leave Renesmee without both her parents. Instead Carlisle agreed to accompany Bella to her connection in London, that’s the farthest he would be able to go. As far as the Brazil trip, Jacob would be coming along to be with Renesmee of course. Bella, Renesmee and Jacob decide to go hunting. While on the hunt, Bella mentally plans for her trip to Brazil. Even with Jacob and Renesmee’s antics, Bella’s mind begins to wander then she notices something or someone that shouldn’t be in the distance. My gaze zeroed in on the color that should’ve been there, so far away in the haze that an eagle wouldn’t have been able to make it out. I stared. She stared back. That she was a vampire was obvious. Only vampires and statues could be so perfectly motionless. Her hair was pale, pale blond, almost silver. She was a stranger to me. But I knew her at once from her dark golden eyes. Irina had decided to come after all. For one moment I stared at her, and she stared back. I half-raised my hand, about to wave, but her lip twisted the tiniest bit, make her face suddenly hostile. I heard Renesmee’s cry of victory from the forest, heard Jacob’s echoing howl, and saw Irina’s face jerk reflexively to the sound when it echoed a few seconds later. An enormous russet wolf, perhaps the very one who had killed her Laurent. Her face spasmed in pain. Her face unlocked as she growled. When the faint sound reached me, she had already turned and disappeared into the forest. “Crap!” I groaned. I sprinted into the forest after Renesmee and Jacob, unwilling to have them out of my sight. I didn’t know which direction Irina had taken, or exactly how furious she was right now. I pulled out my cell phone and hit the speed dial. Edward answered on the first ring. “Come, bring Carlisle. I saw Irina, and she saw me, but then she saw Jacob and she got mad and ran away, I think.” “We’ll be there in half a minute.” And then Edward was at my side, Carlisle a few seconds behind. I was surprised to hear the heavy pad of big paws following behind Carlisle. I supposed I should have been shocked. With Renesmee in even a hint of danger, of course Jacob would call in reinforcements. “She was up on that ridge. Maybe you should call Emmett and Jasper and have them come with you, She looked…really upset. She growled at me.” “What?” Edward said angrily. Carlisle put a hand on his arm. “She’s grieving. I’ll go after her.” Sidebar-she’s grieving? Really Carlisle? Irina has had 2 books to get over this, and it’s not like she knew Laurent for ever! Moving on, I just had to put my two cents in lol. “I’m coming with you,” Edward insisted. They exchanged a long glace. Finally, Carlisle nodded, and they took off to find the trail without calling for Jasper or Emmett.
*My goodness! Never a dull moment with this coven is it? It’s always something, but it keeps us on our toes, and it keeps Emmett from getting bored, lol. From here on out, things change…for the serious. Soo what are your theories about Renesmee and being an old woman at age fifteen? Even if her growth slows, do you think she would’ve reached such a mature state? Let’s discuss!
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