And soldiers coming home like shadows turning red
When the lights of hope are fading quickly then look to me
I’ll be your homing angel, I’ll be in your head
I went out to the barn and took a nap, up in loft, like when we were kids.
That was a weird cover version.
This is pretty typical from Tellias and Eleora. They’re old. They’re really old. They’re ancient. They look like college students but they’re over 2,000 years old. And like me, they’re Vampires. Yes, we have our senior citizens too.
Tellias was wearing an old pair of pants with the waist band almost to his nipples – or at least it looked like that. He had tucked in a white dress shirt and put on an orange tie. On his feet were yellow flip flops. He always says if he wears yellow flip flops that nobody will know he is a Vampire. Eleora was wearing a knee length green plaid skirt, with a purple cardigan over an orange lace blouse. They are both pretty in an almost innocent way, like they just walked out of a Botticelli painting, or maybe Rafael.
Anyway, they’re old and I check on them, because like a lot of elderly folks they need help because they can’t always help themselves. And I love them.
Tellias helped me bring bags of cleaning supplies into the house. I brought in a case of Poet’s Blood. I don’t know how often or what they eat. I need to make sure they’re safe.
My brother Val came in wearing jeans, a flannel shirt, and carrying a tool box.
“Working on the barn?” I asked.
“I finshed the roof and took a nap in the loft,” he ansered giving me a kiss on my cheek.
“There are rats up there Val. Big rats,” I said.
“I know, I just grab them by the tail and give them a hard wack on the beams,” he said.
“Make sure you put those little bodies in the recycle bin,” said Eleora.
“Recycle? You aren’t supposed to put dead animals in the recycle bin,” I said.
“Well maybe someone might want to turn them into cat food,” said Tellias.
“Tellias, look at you with that Kylo Ren look going on,” said Val.
“Val is never around. He just comes by and sleeps,” Tellias said looking disgusted.
“I heard that. I’ve spent all day cleaning up your messes,” said Val.
“What did you clean? You’ve been on the computer machine and the telephone all day,” said Tellias.
“On the phone all day long. On the computer machine all day long,” said Eleora.
“All day,” said Tellias.
“All day,” said Eleora.
“I fixed the roof of the barn so the next storm won’t blow it away,” Val said to the elders. Then he turned to me. “Eleora had been channel surfing in the week hours of the morning and saw an informercial about veteran’s benefits. She figured since Tellias had done some work for the war effort during WW2 that he should be getting benefits.”
“That would make me one hundred and two years old according to my military records,” said Tellias.
“You didn’t close that out?” I asked.
“He can get a flag if he dies,” said Eleora.
“Tellias, you need to let them know that THAT Tellias passed away years ago,” I said.
“Some nice man with a strange accent signed me up for life insurance, and a home security system in case one of us falls down,” said Eleora.
“Juliette I spent most of the day getting that cleared up and getting a hold put on their bank account,” my brother said.
“It isn’t our only bank account,” said Tellias.
“She also has five companies coming out for free energy checks and to measure for solar panels,” said Val.
“Free lunch,” said Eleora putting her hands on her hips.
“No Eleora,” said Val. “I canceled the appointments. You already have solar here. You’ve had it for years. ”
“On top of the barn. I fixed some of the panels today. That is why I was up in the loft.”
“I thought you were killing rats up there,” Eleora said.
“That too,” said Val
“Don’t forget to put the rat bodies in the Green Waste can,” said Tellias. “Or the recycle can. I don’t think it matters.”
“When are the nice men coming out to fix the windows?” Asked Eleora.
“There is nothing wrong with your windows.” Val looked at me again, “Juliette, I cancelled the appointments already.”
“They said we need new windows,” said Tellias.
“Brand new windows. Nobody else can do those kinds of windows,” said Eleora.
“A news crew from the TV station is coming out tomorrow to interview the one hundred and two year old WW2 vet and his pet lion. That would be me,” said Tellias.
“Cancel it NOW,” I yelled. Sometimes I have to yell. I try not to but sometimes…
“I can make them think I’m old,” said Tellias. “I am a Vampire you know.”
“They’ll want to film you,” I said.
“Oh. I see,” said Tellias.
“A lion? Really Tellias?” Val said.
“I just made that up. It sounded more interesting than a regular cat,” Tellias said.
Val went to the cottage on the edge of the orchard where he sometimes lives. While he was out there Eleora and Tellias talked about him and how flighty he was and how they didn’t like his choice of girlfriends, except the one with black hair who was so smart and put together. I had no idea who they were talking about.
When he returned I poured out some Poet’s Blood into big goblets and added a shot of Bourbon into each one.
It had started to rain so we all sat on their big floral couches and watched Logan Lucky for the third time then talked about the Oscars.
“Was your cat named after the Oscar awards?” asked Eleora.
“Oscar Wilde I believe,” said Tellias.
“Yes,” I said, “Oscar Wilde. But he always wears his gray tuxedo, ready for the awards.”
That made Eleora laugh and take my hand.
We visited for several more hours. On the way home I thought about preditors to prey on old people, and young people, and confused people. I thought about the horrible doctor going to prison for the rest of his life because he spent a career abusing girls who were in his care. He was caught. So many are not.
Take care of those who need your help, even when it is frustrating, or confusing, or with no thanks. They might now always seem to care but they do. In thier own fragile way they do.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman