“Dad, I think I’m going to add Hale, at the end of my name. Do you mind?” I traced his name in the engraved stone. ‘Charlie Swan.’ “I’ll still be a Swan; I’ll just be Isabella Marie Swan Hale.” I closed the scrap book and put it in my back pack. I wanted my dad to be updated on everything I had done in the last few years. This was the first time I got to visit his grave stone since I moved to Phoenix when I was five.

“Still don’t know where Renee is. I haven’t seen her since I was seven; I wonder if I’ll even recognize her.” I resented her for leaving me with Felix. None of this would have happened if she would have just stopped being an emotional train wreck! I mean, who marries someone just to take off and leave there kid with them? I would have never been Rose’s sister if Renee hadn’t been crazy but I also wouldn’t have been had to go threw those terrible things!

But then I’d have never been part of the family that I have now. I’m not going to say that it was worth it… just that it happened for a reason. 

I still haven’t really come to grips with my past. “We’re starting up our therapy again. We’re going to continue it as family style. Esme never comes with us, but we prefer it that way. Its a lot easier knowing that the people you’re surrounded with knows everything about you and doesn’t judge you.” If it wasn’t for Rose and Jasper, I don’t think I’d be alive right now. I didn’t want to tell my dad that, but it was the truth.

“The house I built used to be an old fire station. Isn’t that cool? Imagine how many heroes used to work there. We made the second building, where the fire men used to sleep into a garage. I bought everyone a car. And Rose got the tool shop she always wanted. I just got myself a bike, well a few bikes. I gave Jake a Ferrari and paid off Billy’s old depts. I wanted to take care of them for you.” I didn’t know what else to tell him so I got up off the ground.