Twilight
A Novel
Chapter One
It would be misleading to say that the course of Lavinia's life was diverted by a kiss, or that a chance remark would change the continent on which she lived, although both things were true. Lavinia Gibbs was not known for being
either sentimental or a helpless romantic. There was nothing helpless about Lavinia at all. She was, in fact, among the most practical members of her graduating class at Miss Dillwater's Academy, a trait much commented upon in her 1917 yearbook. Born at the turn of the century, Lavinia seemed always older than her years, but this was due to her reserve rather
than her wisdom.
At boarding school, she had been told about a kiss the janitor's son had stolen from Maybel Skeffler, a senior who had excelled at archery until her feminine charms became so ample they impaired her ability to pull back a clean shot with the bow. All the girls had talked about the kiss in hushed
tones, in the safety of the darkness, from their narrow cots,
recounting Maybel's description long after she had been
taken home. It had been a revelation that was disturbin ... read full excerpt from Twilight ebook
