A Werewolf Ate My Shoes

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Chapter 9

“A vampire!” I jumped up. April grabbed her gun.

“That’s right.” Her voice shook.

“You’ve got to be kidding.”

“You’re awful non-believing for a werewolf. I would think a werewolf could believe in vampires.” She had a point. Except I wasn’t sure I was one of those... things. This vampire stuff was going too far.

“I’m leaving.” I turned for the door.

“Where ya’ goin’?”

“Home. Thanks for the tea.”

She watched me go as I went off into the night. She called, “Thanks for coming by.” Another one of the friendly folk of Darksville. Is everyone like this in Idaho?

Quicker than I expected, I was back at Nellie’s. The porch light burned away the fog that hung outside the building. I crept up to the door. A creepy, shiny eyed cat spotted me from a windowsill and arched it’s back. It hissed as I closed in and it’s tail fluffed up big time. I barked at it and it tore away.

I heard music now. The kind of stuff Dad likes. Soft stuff with a beat. “Ba, Ba-BA, BAA-Ba. You know that much is tru-ooo-oowe.” Sappy-lovey-dovey stuff. I peeked in the window. Dad and Nellie were dancing. Dad is much taller than she is. She rested her head on his shoulder. The she looked up, but not into his eyes... could she be... YES! She looked at his neck! Was she really what April said she was? If so, what could I do. If she got Dad, then what? She moved closer to Dad. I had to do something. I had to... HOWOOOWOOOOOO!

Dad and Nellie jumped a few feet in the air at the otherworldly sound outside the window. I didn’t know I had it in me.

“What was that?” Dad said nervously.

“I’ll go see,” Nellie replied, stomping around across the room, swooping for the door. I went for the bushes. The door flew open. I shrank into the shadows. Nellie scanned the darkness. Her eyes glowed like a cat’s. Her gaze passed by me, stopped, and returned. They froze... on my very spot... She smiled and turned away.

The door closed again. Did she see me? I went for the window.

“I better get to work.” Dad picked up his coat. “Thanks for dinner. It was great.”

“Any time,” Nellie said meaning it.

Dad came out. I was still hidden. Nellie stood outside and watched him go upstairs to change for work. What was she planning now. I had to watch out for Dad.

Nellie’s eyes turned to where I was hiding again. Her eyes burned with a strange sort of fire. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t look away. Just as she moved closer something grabbed me from behind!

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