The Lottery--Furry by Karen Ranney

Author:Karen Ranney [Ranney, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Karen Ranney LLC

Chapter Fourteen

He deserved to have his balls cut off

I left Joey at the house after showing him his room. I explained the intercom, how to get in touch with Simon if he had a problem with anything.

Once I was satisfied that he knew where everything was, I got back into my car and headed for the clinic.

I was exhausted, but I couldn’t carve out any time right now to take a nap. I’d already arranged to take the day off, but I needed to go in and talk to the managing partner to arrange to take my two week vacation.

My contract called for me to work forty hours a week, but didn’t stipulate how the hours were split up. All that mattered was that the patients were served and I did my on-call time. Ever since I joined the practice, I’ve been banking hours. It’s no big deal for me to work seventy hours in a week. A couple of times the managing partner suggested that I should take some time off. I know he had visions of the EEOC or the fair labor standards people — or whoever does stuff like that — auditing the timesheets.

I didn’t want compensatory time and I certainly didn’t want overtime. What I wanted was to take my two weeks of vacation early.

None of my partners knew I was a Were. I hadn’t put it on my CV since it wasn’t a career enhancement. Oh, by the way, I need a day off around the full moon. Otherwise, I’m going to scare the patients, not to mention their owners. Other than Alice, who still struck me as paranormal, everyone else was pure vanilla human, something I’d always wanted to be.

I had a hundred questions about the lottery and I didn’t know who to ask. I knew that the whole thing had begun because Marcie Montgomery had become a vampire. She wasn’t just a vampire; she was a super vampire. To keep herself and her children safe, she and her husband had devised a plan by which a winner of the lottery received some of her blood. I’d read that the lottery had been going on for a number of years and that it had been shrouded in secrecy.

I wondered if they’d ever had a Were as a winner. Or had they only been concentrating on vampires? Was I the first Were? Was I a guinea pig? Good God, I wouldn’t grow fangs, would I? Or have a sudden yen to drink human blood?

Yuck.

I wish my grandmother were still alive. I tried to imagine what advice she would give me, but I kept coming up blank.

The rest of the drive I entertained myself by singing along to the oldies. My mother loved music and it was always playing in our house. Not classical music, but Elvis Presley, Fleetwood Mac, the Eagles. You name it, if it was rock, I heard it, learned it, and watched my mother sing and dance to it.

Another question: how the

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