So You Think Your Sister's a Vampire?
he replied, “I mean, physically. This stuff that’s going down with Jack, though, now that’s hard.”
“Yeah, I noticed the killings in the Caribbean had stopped, like last week,” I said, recalling what I’d seen on the news. “But… there was a family in Dallas recently. Was that… anything?” There was just something about the article I’d read that sounded suspicious.
“It was,” Elliott replied, heading toward my house. “This has to end. And soon.”
I thought about my poor sister, trying to wrap her head around Jack being dead, and then not being dead, but then having to kill him—or whatever you called it when the person was a vampire—and I felt really horrible for her.
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