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Chapter 37
Leesa cringed at the image—thank God her mom had settled for tomato juice. “What does that have to do with my mom?”
The professor looked up from the manuscript and smiled. “It's the next part I think you'll find interesting.” He ran his finger across the page, finding the lines he wanted. “The farmer tried getting help from the local shaman and even from the church, but nothing helped. Then a few years later, he and his wife came across the man she said had bitten her. The farmer killed him with a machete, and then watched in horror as she threw herself upon the body and began drinking his blood. The farmer pulled her off as quickly as he could and took her home.” Professor Clerval looked up and met Leesa's eyes. “She never drank blood again.”
Leesa took a moment to digest what the professor had just said. “You mean…?”
Professor Clerval smiled. “Yes. Apparently, the woman became her o
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