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“Kylie?” Holiday’s voice penetrated the blanket as she tapped on the door.
Leaving the blanket over her head, Kylie called out, “Come in.” Kylie heard the door open into her tiny room, she heard it shut, and she heard Holiday come to a stop. “That wasn’t a very enthusiastic welcome,” the camp leader said.
“You want me to fake it?” Kylie moved the blanket off her head and sat up. Socks moved to snuggle in beside her.
Holiday smiled and sat down at the foot of Kylie’s bed. “I know it’s tough.”
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“You don’t know the half of it.” Kylie pulled her knees to her chest and watched Socks move over to the camp leader and rub his face against her arm. “I had a plan to figure it all out. All I needed to do was get Daniel to hang around long enough to tell me what he was, so I’d know what I am.
He finally shows up tonight, but he doesn’t have any answers.” Kylie’s throat tightened.
Holiday looked genuinely puzzled. “How could he not have the answers?”
“Because he was adopted. He didn’t realize he wasn’t human until he was eighteen. And I don’t even know where to start to find the answers now.”
“You’ll figure it out,” Holiday said, stroking Socks from his head to his tail. “I believe that with all my heart.” Kylie’s eyes started to sting, which basically meant that the tears were on their way. “Does liking the taste of blood make me a vampire?” Holiday hesitated.
“Wait. Let me guess. You don’t know, do you? And then you’re going to tell me that this is probably something I just need to find out for myself.” Kylie wiped the first of the tears from her eyes.
Holiday let go of a deep sigh, then reached over and took Kylie’s hand.
“You’re only partially right. Right in the fact that I don’t know if you are vampire. But I think I can honestly say that liking the taste of blood doesn’t make you one. I know of humans who enjoy drinking blood and that doesn’t make them vampire. Even if some of them are freaks and they think it does.”
“So this whole thing could be insignificant.” Kylie pulled her hand away from Holiday.
“Yeah, it could be insignificant.” Holiday’s tone left a lot of doubt.
“But you don’t believe that.”
“I think it probably means something. I just don’t know if it means you’re vampire.”
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“But what else could it mean?”
Holiday gazed at Kylie with a ton of sympathy shimmering in her green eyes. “I don’t know. But … I do believe that if you keep searching, all the answers you really need will be answered.”
“ Really need?” Kylie repeated Holiday’s words. “As if I don’t need all of the answers?”
Holiday raised her right eyebrow. “We never figure it all out, Kylie.
Some things are meant to be a mystery.”
“Maybe some things,” Kylie said. “But not this. Not about what I am. I feel as if everything in my life is on hold until I have this answer.”
“Then keep searching,” Holiday said.
Kylie dropped her head on her knees and moaned. “See, I knew you would say that.” Socks came running over as if to check on her.
Holiday put her hand on top of Kylie’s head. “When one door closes, find another.”
Kylie gazed back up. “And what if there isn’t another door?”
“Then you try the window.”
“And if there’s not a window?” Kylie asked.
“Then you find a sledgehammer and make a window. Life isn’t supposed to be easy. Generally speaking, the harder something is the more rewarding the results will be.”
“But what if I fail?” Kylie asked. “What if someone is stabbed to death because I wasn’t smart enough to find the right answers? I’ve done what you said and asked specific questions and all the ghost ever does is repeat the warning. She just keeps saying, ‘This will happen to someone else,’ if I don’t stop it. She won’t tell me who, when, or where. How the heck am I supposed to find those
“Kylie?” Holiday’s voice penetrated the blanket as she tapped on the door.
Leaving the blanket over her head, Kylie called out, “Come in.” Kylie heard the door open into her tiny room, she heard it shut, and she heard Holiday come to a stop. “That wasn’t a very enthusiastic welcome,” the camp leader said.
“You want me to fake it?” Kylie moved the blanket off her head and sat up. Socks moved to snuggle in beside her.
Holiday smiled and sat down at the foot of Kylie’s bed. “I know it’s tough.”
51/375
“You don’t know the half of it.” Kylie pulled her knees to her chest and watched Socks move over to the camp leader and rub his face against her arm. “I had a plan to figure it all out. All I needed to do was get Daniel to hang around long enough to tell me what he was, so I’d know what I am.
He finally shows up tonight, but he doesn’t have any answers.” Kylie’s throat tightened.
Holiday looked genuinely puzzled. “How could he not have the answers?”
“Because he was adopted. He didn’t realize he wasn’t human until he was eighteen. And I don’t even know where to start to find the answers now.”
“You’ll figure it out,” Holiday said, stroking Socks from his head to his tail. “I believe that with all my heart.” Kylie’s eyes started to sting, which basically meant that the tears were on their way. “Does liking the taste of blood make me a vampire?” Holiday hesitated.
“Wait. Let me guess. You don’t know, do you? And then you’re going to tell me that this is probably something I just need to find out for myself.” Kylie wiped the first of the tears from her eyes.
Holiday let go of a deep sigh, then reached over and took Kylie’s hand.
“You’re only partially right. Right in the fact that I don’t know if you are vampire. But I think I can honestly say that liking the taste of blood doesn’t make you one. I know of humans who enjoy drinking blood and that doesn’t make them vampire. Even if some of them are freaks and they think it does.”
“So this whole thing could be insignificant.” Kylie pulled her hand away from Holiday.
“Yeah, it could be insignificant.” Holiday’s tone left a lot of doubt.
“But you don’t believe that.”
“I think it probably means something. I just don’t know if it means you’re vampire.”
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“But what else could it mean?”
Holiday gazed at Kylie with a ton of sympathy shimmering in her green eyes. “I don’t know. But … I do believe that if you keep searching, all the answers you really need will be answered.”
“ Really need?” Kylie repeated Holiday’s words. “As if I don’t need all of the answers?”
Holiday raised her right eyebrow. “We never figure it all out, Kylie.
Some things are meant to be a mystery.”
“Maybe some things,” Kylie said. “But not this. Not about what I am. I feel as if everything in my life is on hold until I have this answer.”
“Then keep searching,” Holiday said.
Kylie dropped her head on her knees and moaned. “See, I knew you would say that.” Socks came running over as if to check on her.
Holiday put her hand on top of Kylie’s head. “When one door closes, find another.”
Kylie gazed back up. “And what if there isn’t another door?”
“Then you try the window.”
“And if there’s not a window?” Kylie asked.
“Then you find a sledgehammer and make a window. Life isn’t supposed to be easy. Generally speaking, the harder something is the more rewarding the results will be.”
“But what if I fail?” Kylie asked. “What if someone is stabbed to death because I wasn’t smart enough to find the right answers? I’ve done what you said and asked specific questions and all the ghost ever does is repeat the warning. She just keeps saying, ‘This will happen to someone else,’ if I don’t stop it. She won’t tell me who, when, or where. How the heck am I supposed to find those
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