“Higher, Edward!” Bella cried. Her hands clutched tight to the chains of her swing and she pumped her legs backwards and forwards.
Bella was already going so high. Edward didn’t know if he could make her go any more. But still, when she came swinging back, he braced him and pushed her as hard as he possibly could. She swung through the air, crowing and giggling with glee.
“Is that high enough, Bella?” Edward asked.
But Bella just shook her head and turned to look at him. “Keep going, keep going,” she told him. “I want to reach the sky!”