Henry by Kathi S. Barton

Author:Kathi S. Barton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: World Castle Publishing, LLC

He’d hit the saleswoman and knocked her down. She laid there, her mouth bloodied from his fist. The two men standing with him, over him, gave him a second or two of terror, but it wasn’t that man, the one that had tried to eat him. “Did you see him?” The men asked him who as they looked around. “That monster. He was here. Threatening me. I lashed out when she came at me. I thought it was him again. He was going to eat me.” “I’m sorry, Mr. Winslow. But when you started screaming, we came running over. There was no one here but you. You seemed to be having a bad dream. Could you have fallen asleep for a few moments and dreamt it?” He glared at the man. “Or not. I don’t know. You were alone the entire time.” “I tell you there was a vampire here.” Now they got up and backed away from him. It was enough to make him see red. Then he looked at the men, and right behind them was the man again, blowing him kisses. “Right there. Behind you. He’s right there, and he’s a vampire.” Both men turned and had to have seen the man. He was so close to them that Devon was sure they were playing a joke on him. But it wasn’t funny. None of it was. Standing up, not even bothering with the woman he’d hit by telling her he was sorry, he left the store. They’d deliver his things or not, but he was getting out of the place. It took him all day to get over the feeling of the man lurking about every corner. Twice he was sure he saw him in store windows. And then when he was checking into his hotel room. Things were getting very strange, and he knew that it had to be those other Winslows that were doing it. They were trying to scare him off. “It’s not going to work. I’m made of sterner stuff.” He almost said that he was made of Winslow stock, but right now he didn’t care to be associated with those people. Not that he wasn’t going to enjoy taking every penny they had, but he wasn’t going to be made to look the fool. Devon often wondered who his father was. His mother had been a whore, he knew that. And he was only a byproduct of her ways. It had been a sad day when he realized that not only was he not a real Winslow, but that his mother hadn’t a clue who his father might have been. She told him that it could have been one of many men that were putting food in his belly and a roof over his head. Then when she’d gotten too old to service men, what he had called it when she had men over, their food and roof soon disappeared. Devon had hated his mom before that, but he wanted her dead after he found out that she wasn’t going to be able to care for him at all.

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