Her Final Days

Chapter 16

"Grandma? Grandma, please wake up." The voice of Jill Durham brought Rosalie back. Rosalie found herself sitting in her room at the nursing home, with a picture of Ephraim Black on her lap.

Rosalie looked at Jill and said, "Was I asleep?"

"No, but you looked it," said Jill. "Anyway, I'm off to work. Little Emmett is in the waiting area; don't let him get too overstimulated." she walked out the door before Rosalie could get another word in.

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Nathaniel frowned as his mother made him drink soup and lie down. Nadia said to him, "It is the thing I have feared. No one in the Swan family has the power to phase."

"And even then, the Swans are not Quileutes," said Darius.

Charlie frowned, knowing what was happening. Even though he didn't know all the details of the Quileutes' history, he knew that Nate would be transforming into a giant wolf.

And for some reason, the thought of that left him quite unsettled.

*****

Embry stood up and saw Quil. Quil said, "We have to leave now; the wives are getting restless."

"I have no wife," said Embry. "Remember, Alisa died 16 years ago."

"Right," said Quil. "But anyway, Sam just received word of a possible new Wolf. We are unsure of who it might be, so we're going to go look for him. You, Seth, and Brady are to stay at the Cullen house and inform the Cullens of our progress."

Embry nodded and he and Jacquelyn walked back to the Cullen house, where Seth, Brady, and the other Cullens were meeting. Ezra and Carter were distracted by a video game and Elena was thumbing through a fashion magazine.

Emmett said, "Sam is asking for Ezra to join him next week."

Jacquelyn said, "Ezra may join Sam after Sam apologizes for the way he treated me." Embry nodded and both headed to Jacquelyn's room.

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Jill frowned as she poured some drinks for a wealthy patron. The club she worked at was swarming with people who had better lives than her.

As if they didn't have to deal with young women who ran away from home after being raped and knocked up by someone who didn't like them.

Jill pushed the thought away and went to serve another customer when she heard a voice: "Go back to your grandmother."

"Silly," Jill frowned as she poured the drink and handed the glass to the woman.

The voice continued, "Jill Arathea Durham, you are the descendant of Rosalie Hale. Why are you here?"

"You OK, Indian Princess?" a man said to her.

"I'm hearing things," Jill cried as the voice said, "And yet you are in a place where they do not respect you. You must leave now."

"Who are you?" Jill yelled to no one in particular.

"My name is Ephraim Black."