My Life Hung In The Balance

I stood there trembling. Should I do it? Would I do it? Could I resist the temptation that I had been working so hard to avoid all this time?

I had so many around me give in. I had seen the borderline mass hysteria of it all. Up until this point I had been patting myself on the back and acknowledging what a tough cookie I was. There was no bringing me down. I could not be forced to succumb to the temptation that had reached into the many chests and pulled out the still beating hearts of so many women weaker than me.

My husband stood and watched as I sweat and twitched. He watched me with a look of fear clinging to his face. He hugged our son just a little bit closer to his chest. As if in slow motion I turned and saw him watching me. I was so ashamed as I looked down at my quaking hands. What was I about to do? How would it change my life and would I become one of them?

Gently, he touched my hand and he said, "Babe, don't do it. Don't give in." I sighed heavily and felt the tension release from my body. He looked me dead in the eye and said, "Betsey, put the book down and back away slowly."

And that's what I did. I put that fucking Twilight back on the shelf and grabbed the closest Sookie Stackhouse novel and booked the hell out of Target. I ran for my life.

You won't get me, Edward Cullen!

Even if I'm weak, I've got a man who loves me and would defend my honor. Not to mention, he told me if saw me look at a fucking 'Team Edward' shirt he'd break all my page turning fingers.