A Very Vampy Christmas by Kerrelyn Sparks

Author:Kerrelyn Sparks [Sparks, Kerrelyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2010-09-28T04:00:00+00:00

"Store's closed. Come back tomorrow." He blew out a candle.

"Wait!" Don Orlando ran toward him. "You know who I am."

"No, no. I mistook you for someone else." He blew out a second candle. "Go now. The store is cl—"

"No!" Don Orlando grabbed the last lit candle and held it away from the store owner. "Tell me who I am."

The man shook his head. "I told you, man, I don't know."

"You do." Don Orlando passed the candle to Maggie, then reached over the counter, grabbed a handful of the man's shirt, and lifted him off the floor. "You will tell me."

"Damn," the store owner wheezed. "How'd you get so strong? Okay. I'll tell you." He gasped for air when he landed back on the floor. "Sheesh, man. You don't even remember your name?"

"I remember nothing."

"Damn!" The store owner hit the counter with the flat of his hand. "I told her she was making the potion too strong, but does she ever listen to me? Nooooo. Three bat wings she put in the potion, not two like the book says. Three! And that eye of newt?" He raised his hands, shaking his head. "She should have never added that. I told her she was asking for trouble."

"Enough!" Don Orlando grabbed the candle from Maggie and set it down with a thud. The flame lurched and flickered wild shadows across the gruesome glass jugs. "Who am I?"

"You're Pierce. Pierce O'Callahan."

Don Orlando gave Maggie a stunned look. "I'm Irish?"

The store owner muttered another curse. "I told her she was making it too strong. She's always causing me trouble."

Don Orlando glared at him. "Who are you?"

"Durand Dérangé." With a sigh, he turned to the wall behind him and flipped on the lights.

The jars looked even more ghoulish under the flickering, purplish fluorescent light. Maggie could detect animal feet and eyeballs. "How did you erase Don Orlando's memory? I mean, Pierce." It would take a while to get used to his new name.

"More importantly," Pierce added, "can you make another potion to restore my memory?"

"Ah, man. I don't think so. Once it's gone, it's gone."

Pierce leaned over the counter. "The woman who made the potion, can she undo it?"

Durand's gaze flitted to his left. "I don't know where she is. She left before the hurricane and hasn't come back."

"Who is she?" Pierce ground out.

"My sister. Désirée." His gaze slipped to the left again.

Maggie glanced to his left and spotted a photo frame stuffed between two jars. She eased over for a closer look.

"Desiree is crazy, you know. Whatever she wants, she gets." Durand shrugged. "And she wanted you, man."

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