Entry: Mrs. Morrison's Tale Friday, December 01, 2006



I would never understand what happened at that time.

 

I mean there I was, just strolling by the city lake, when suddenly this…this vampire swooped down and--well, of course it was night! Have you ever seen a vampire by day?

 

So, anyway, this vampire came from God knows where, called me a conniving thief, punched me in the nose and snatched the brooch that I bought from a pawn shop that morning. And it was such a nice brooch, too; it looked like an antique heirloom.

 

Cape? Oh, no, he didn’t wear any. He clenched it in his hand.

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