Out in the orchard she stood in the dark yelling at the ghosts to leave.
He stood on the veranda next to me shaking his head. “I don’t know. She is obsessed by them.”
Leaning against a wicker chair he closed his eyes.
“You ok?” I put my hand on his shoulder. It seemed a little skinny – more than normal. “When was the last time you ate?”
He shrugged his shoulder. “Sometimes I think Eleora is losing her mind. Do you see any ghosts out there?”
“Two in the pear tree. They’re just sitting, ignoring her.”
“I can’t get her to come in. I can’t get her to leave so we can eat. She doesn’t want anyone over or delivery.”
“You should have called me earlier.”
“I didn’t know it would be like this. I love her no matter what but I had no idea she’d change like this.”
I looked into the unlined face that looked all of nineteen but was over 2,000 years old. The pale blue eyes had seen ancient Rome when it was new, American before it was the United States and had been in his house since the early days of the California Goldrush.
Tellias had met Eleora on a wind swept cliff overlooking the ocean as she danced in the moonlight with the wind in her hair and a laugh in her voice. London didn’t exist yet. Paris didn’t exist. Nothing existed but the girl on the cliff – a girl like him – a girl who danced in the moon and captured his heart forever.
I walked out under the trees and took Eleora by the hand and led her back to the house. She kissed my cheek and sang a sweet ancient song softly in my ear, putting her arm around my waist and her head on my shoulder.
Tellias tried to smile but just closed is eyes for a moment then turned away.
I got my cooler out of my car and took out a few bottles of blood then poured us all a goblet. I’d bring more tomorrow and maybe some “friends” to visit. Being a Vampire isn’t just sleeping during the day. It is just as hard and difficult and beautiful and rewarding as it is for everyone else. Anyone who has ever known love knows that. It is the best and even though it can hurt so much the rewards are … the love is there, forever and always no matter how dead you feel.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman