The Stories of Leah Clearwater - (Book One)

Chapter 13 - Huge changes and big mistakes.

A couple of days passed and the phone rang.

Mom answered it, “Hello.”

Charlie’s voice was on the other end, “Hi Sue. I have great news. Bella’s back home.”

My mom smiled, “Charlie I’m so happy to hear that. So what exactly happened?” my mom was curious.

“Well Bella went was trying to stop Edward Cullen. She was cliff diving the day of Harry’s funeral. I guess someone thought she was trying to kill herself. Word got to him and,” he was at a loss for words. “Sue I asked her if she was trying to kill herself. She said no. Was it wrong of me to ask?” Charlie waited for a response.

“No Charlie, your her father. You needed answers. She’s ok though right?” my mom asked being the caring friend.

“Yeah. How’s Leah doing?” he asked.

My mom sighed, “She’s ok. She’s been quiet and doing a lot of reading. She’s going through a major change in her life.”

Charlie spoke, “Well Sue I’m always here if you need me. I will call you later. I will try and stop by in a few days.”

My mom smiled, “Ok. Bye Charlie.” she hung up and leaned against the kitchen counter drained of what energy she had.

Seth walked out into the kitchen, “Hi mom. What’s for breakfast?”

My mom smirked, “Food is always on your mind now. What would you like?” she asked hugging Seth.

“Hmmm, I want eggs, doesn’t matter what kind, bacon and some toast, oh and pancakes.”

My mom rolled her eyes and shook her head, “Will that fill you up until dinner?” she smirked.

Seth confidently shook his head, “Nope I may just make it until lunch.” he laughed.

She nodded, “Ok Seth.” and turned and started making breakfast for him.

Meanwhile I sat hunched over a book at my desk that my dad had. I casually flipped through the pages when it stood out QUILEUTE. I decided to read it and see what I could find out.

QUILEUTE

Quileute legend has it that the first tribal members were transformed from wolves by a supernatural being. Perhaps among the most ancient of the region’s tribes, the Quileute lived on the lower Quillayute River in present-day north-western Washington State. They were one of the only three groups who spoke Chimakuan, or Chimakum, language. The other two tribes, the Chimakum proper inland to the Quileute’s east and the Hoh to the south along the Hoh River, may have been subdivisions of the Quileute. The meaning of thename Quileute, also spelled Quillayute and pronounced quill-uh-OOT, is not known; it was also a village name. Neighbors included the MAKAH to the north, the QUINAULT to the south, and the Clallam (or Klallam) to the west.

I finished reading the history and thought, “Wait a second, Embry’s mom was from the Makah reservation.” I didn’t put much thought into it. Just thought it was interesting. I poked through the rest of the book then decided to get dressed.

I grabbed the book and put if on the bookcase. I made my way into the kitchen.

“Hi sweetie. How are you?” my mom asked smiling.

I smiled back, “Good was doing some reading.”

She raised an eyebrow at me, “What were you reading?”

I sat down at the table, “It really wasn’t anything. I was just reading about the tribes history.” I looked up at her.

She looked back at me, “So you're reading about what exactly?” She was trying to get me to spill the beans.