The Vampire's Tribute
She paused a moment, then said, “Call me Dee.”
Immediately, I felt an emptiness inside of myself start to fill.
Dee was old for the group here, but she was still younger than my mother. She reminded me something of an Aunt or a much older sister with an age gap. Even so, around here, with so many young men and women, she seemed to take on the matronly role.
“We have to stay together as much as we can,” she said. “That’s the mindset I’m hoping to instill before I’m inevitably killed.”