After a long silence, he said disjointedly: "Since my childhood, I think that my father would never die."

沉默了好一阵，他断断续续地说：“从小起，我总认为父亲不会死。”

And I was thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow in Forks, passing in a blur at times, with single images standing out more clearly than others.

我在想着，在福克斯度过的时光是那么的支离破碎，有时候时间过得飞快，模糊了记忆中的一切，只有几幅简单的画面凸显出来，比别的画面显得更清晰些。