The Vampire, The Handler, and Me
I needed to know.
It was me who broke the silence. “Do you drink the blood of humans?”
“No… yes… I mean, no,” he stammered.
“Well, that’s confusing,” I said softly as I searched his anguished face.
He took a deep breath. “Okay, here goes. Sasha’s mother was a day-walker. She preferred the blood of humans. While I was with her, I tried to live as she lived and so, yes, I drank the blood of humans. It was not the life for me. Because I was born of a human, and hold within me human genes, I can sustain myself quite well on a vegetarian diet, so I no longer drink blood.”
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