Teaser From my new story "No Measure of Time"

When you’re young, you never think you’re young. And you always, always think you’re right.

About everything.

 At least, that’s how it was for me.



I stand in front of the mirror in the bathroom of my room at the waterside Marriott here in Seattle. This is where they’re having the reunion. I look at myself for a long time. I’m no longer young – but at thirty-two – I’m not exactly old either. My skin is still damp and pink from the hot shower, my heart is still pounding. It hasn’t stopped.

Not since I got off the plane at Sea-Tac.

 Maybe not since I actually made the decision to come.

 What the fuck was I thinking?


I shake my head, knowing full-well what I was thinking when I decided to come to this thing. I’m not here to reminisce with old friends from college. While, I enjoyed my college experience thoroughly, I didn’t make the lifelong friends that other people talk about.

I had one friend.

 One.

Edward Cullen.