Boston Common, Early Morning; Open
Renee didn't like this place. At all. She felt wildly out of place, both in Boston in general and with Bella and Jacob in specific.
Bella...
Her daughter. Her tiny daughter, only a few months old, was a beautiful teenager not much younger than Renee. It was enough to give her a headache.
It was enough to make her miss Forks. And Charlie. Despite their fighting, she'd discovered that she actually missed him.
It was a confused, slightly disgruntled Renee that'd tucked herself on a bench in Boston Common, watching the sunrise.