The Falstaff Vampire Files by Lynne Murray

Author:Lynne Murray [Murray, Lynne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pearlsong Press

Chapter 47

Kristin Marlowe’s typed notes

August 19th continued

I checked on Vi between clients, but after she drank some of the protein drink the hospital had sent home with her, she slept. I went over at noon to cook her some lunch, but she was still deeply asleep. I kept checking her all afternoon between clients. Finally she roused up a little in the late afternoon and had some soup and more protein drink. I was worried that she would simply go to sleep and never wake up again.

Around sunset I came into the room to see that Vi was up and sitting in a chair. I told her which cats had come out when I fed them. The formerly feral mother and kitten only came out when I wasn’t in the room, and ran to hide if they caught me peeking in the door. I managed to sneak a few pictures of them with my cell phone and got a smile out of Vi when I showed her.

I had expected the cats to be piling into bed with her, but even the bold males seemed to be hiding. “I probably smell like the vet’s office from all the medical stuff,” she said, as if too exhausted to think about it. She ate a tiny bit of rice and chicken casserole and said she would be sleeping soon, but she wanted to sit up a bit.

I made sure she had the cell phone within easy reach, so she could just press a button in case she needed help and was too weak to call out, and I went to the next room to sleep, my cell phone next to the bed.

But it was Vi’s voice in next room, strong and loud, that woke me when she called out at three a.m. “Kris, can you see them?”

I sat up, instantly alert, scrambled out of bed and ran into Vi’s room. She stood looking out the window in an odd posture, almost as if she was trying to press her face against the glass.

“Stop her!” a voice said so clearly that I looked around expecting to see Sir John next to me.

I rushed to the window and tried to pull her away. “Come on, Vi, turn around.”

“Do you see them?”

Looking past Vi, I could indeed see something.

“Look away. Cover her eyes!” Again Sir John’s voice in my head.

I turned from the window and put my hands over Vi’s eyes. It was hard to shut her eyelids. “Pull her away.” Vi resisted when I tried to move her away from the window. But once I turned her head slightly, she slumped against me like a puppet whose string is cut.

I got her arm over my shoulder, put an arm around her waist and half walked, half hauled her over to the bed. I picked up the cell phone from Vi’s pillow and hesitated. Somehow dialing 911 didn’t seem right. I pressed the button to page Bram. Then I heard Sir John striding through the house.

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