In Which We Attempt A Denouement
Bella is worried about Jacob. You know, the guy who sexually assaulted her and then lied about committing suicide so he could do it again? Yeah, him. He got all hurt. Luckily he's a werewolf, so he heals quickly. Even more lucky, he's a major character in a book in which no major characters ever die, so he's probably going to make it.
First, Bella gets some info out of Alice about her future vampirism. Alice says it's all green lights.
Then, she visits Charlie who regales her with fishing stories and Jacob's injury alibi: motorcycle accident.
On her way out the door to visit Jacob, Charlie asks her to promise that she won't run off and do anything like get married. Guess he saw the script.
So, Jake, how's it going.
Jacob is wondering how well Edward took to Bella's infidelity and is disappointed to find out that Eddy was just fine with it. Jacob thinks it's part of Edward's game plan, I think Edward is a doormat. Jake feels bad about the whole "suicide" thing, Then they fake fight and make up or something.
I just don't care. I don't like these people and this idiotic resolution to their problems is a pile of dung that I'm not going to pick through and analyze anymore. It boils down to Jacob thinking he's right for Bella and telling her that Edward is like a drug. Then they debate how they'll stay friends when she lacks a pulse.
End Scene.
SumUp: I don't care anymore. This book has broken me. You know what? C
Middle of the road C. There's nothing awful IN this chapter, but it's just trying to drag the characters out of the swamps they've sunk into. There's no quick fix huggy and it all goes away moment that can fix this. Gods, there's still a chapter left. Nothing happens, nothing breaks, this chapter is nothing. Merry Christmas.
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