There's a figure sitting alone on the driftwood log near the water's edge. Knees drawn up to her chest. Arms wrapped around them like she's trying to hold herself together.

Leah Clearwater stares out at the horizon, not moving. Not blinking. Like she's forgotten how.

Behind her, maybe fifty yards away, the barbecue continues. You can pick out familiar shapes — Seth running around with a sparkler, Jacob Black flipping burgers, Embry and Jared laughing about something. Your brother Theo stands by the cooler, talking to Sam Uley. Sam's posture is stiff. His eyes keep drifting toward Leah's back.