Jacob is finally resting comfortably in his bedroom and I m relaxing on the couch, mindlessly watching daytime TV. I convinced Hawk that it s okay for him to go to work if he wanted to. He doesn t do well just hanging around, doing absolutely nothing. Just as I m about to doze, I hear a car come up the driveway.

What the hell is Bella doing here? I wonder aloud as my sister-in-law gets out of her car and races up the front porch. Is everything okay? I ask, worried ...