history of witches. How they used to be burned at the stake, and how we joined together and are much stronger today. Rainey won’t mind if you borrow it, I’m sure. We have a huge library. You might find something about your ancestors in there. A lot of witches go through their whole life believing they’re human, without a clue to what they really are.”
“Oh, I hope I’m a witch. Where is Rainey’s lair? I want to see it, if she’ll let us. I’ve never seen a witch’s lair.”
“It’s the door in the middle. We’ll have to ring the bell before we walk down the hall to her lair first, or we’ll end up with electric blue hair. Come on, let’s go.” Becky turned out the light and shut the door. They walked to the middle door and rang the bell to Rainey’s lair.
C HAPTER 9
“Here, drink this,” Rainey said as she handed Abe a small vial of opaque green liquid. “Your hair will be back to normal in just a couple of minutes.”
Abe drank it and made a face. It had to have been the most awful thing he’d ever put in his mouth. The thought crossed his mind that maybe this nasty stuff wouldn’t work on him because he was a vampire. After all, he couldn’t eat real food, either. Then, he would have endured this repulsive taste for nothing. He could just see Rainey using Revlon to dye his hair.
Still, he did get a buzz from drinking alcohol and he’d never been able to work out how that happened in all his years. He had never been drunk, and didn’t know how much liquor it would take to get him that way, but he had caught a buzz once or twice. He enjoyed drinking alcohol for the simple reason that it was something different. A human doesn’t like to only eat pizza or cheeseburgers all the time and the same applied to Abe’s kind. Blood, although necessary to stay alive, got old, boring, after a while. His favorite drink was Jack Daniels, or an AB Negative girl.
Rainey interrupted his train of thought. “There you go, Abe. And, yes, I can call you Abe now. You’re fixed. You go spend some time thinking about my vision and we’ll discuss it again tomorrow. I’ve got to go now; I told Ariana I would be back in thirty minutes to take her to eat and that was two hours ago.”
“She’ll figure out soon enough that you are never on time for anything. You didn’t leave her alone, did you?”
“Hell, no. I’m not ignorant. I left her with Becky Smith, her roommate. She is to be a maid, if that’s okay with you.”
“I would rather she be my personal assistant,” Abe said with a smile.
“Abe, chill out. If you don’t take this slow, I have a feeling something bad will take place. And if you happen to see her, you’d better not treat her any differently from anyone else, at least until we get this vision figured out.”
“Yeah, yeah I know. I’ll be good.”
Ding-dong, ding-dong. Rainey walked to the door to see who was ringing her doorbell.
“Uh. We’ll see how good you can be right away, it seems. Ariana and Becky are on their way in. Look, Abe, just walk out the door when they come in. No eye contact, no conversation. Do you understand?”
“Just who is the High Vampire here, you or me?” He crossed his arms over his chest.
“You wanna blow it? Fine. Go ahead. I say we need time to think.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He walked to the door.
Rainey mumbled the counter-spell to the blue-hair-booby-trap and then told Ariana and Becky to come in. She was so nervous, her hands were shaking. “Not a word, Abe, you swear? Swear it!”
Abe sighed. “Damn, Rainey, do I look like a child to you? Give me a little credit. I don’t want to mess this up any more than you do. I love her and I’ve never even heard her voice. Do you know how that makes me feel? Vulnerable! I feel weak. I feel whipped and enslaved because I know if she walked in this room and told me to kiss her feet, I would! It’s killing me that she is this close and I can’t take her in my arms and
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