The first time I was able to help Carlisle celebrate his birthday was not long after we had been married. I hadn’t been with him and Edward for long, but I had observed and learned some of his habits. When the time came around to get him a gift, I knew exactly what to get him.
He would spend hours outdoors, walking or sitting, taking in the beauty of nature. I know he spent time thinking about his patients, thinking about what he had become, what he wanted yet to be. I also…
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