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“It’s holy water from the Super Soaker. I thought it would help with my vampire issue.”
“What issue is that?”
“My teeth. I can feel the one growing. I’m surprised you didn’t notice it’s longer than the others.”
Lula pulled her lips back and showed me her teeth. The incisors might have been a tiny bit long, but I couldn’t say if it was recent. I never paid much attention to her teeth.
“It looks like a normal tooth,” I said to Lula.
“It don’t feel normal. And I’m all out of holy water. I need to refill the Super Soaker. You gotta take me back to the church. Saint Joachim is just a couple blocks away.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. It’s Sunday afternoon. There could be a baptism going on. They might need their water.”
“I need their water,” Lula shrieked. “I’m growin’ teeth here. This is serious. I need more holy water.”
Jeez Louise. It was like I was in the middle of an epidemic of crazy people. I drove to the church and parked on the street.
“I’m waiting here,” I told Lula, “and if I see you come barreling out of there with a priest chasing you, I’m taking off and you’re on your own.”
“I don’t think I should go in,” Lula said. “I think I might be too far gone. You’re gonna have to get the water for me.”
“Oh no. No, no, no.”
A tear streaked down Lula’s cheek. “I’m turning into a vampire,” she said, sobbing. “My tooth is killing me. It’s growing more by the minute. I don’t want to be a vampire. I don’t even like watching vampires on television. And I’m not reading no more of them vampire books either.”
“For the love of Pete, just give me the stupid Super Soaker.”
I took the water gun and slunk into the church with it. Two women were quietly praying. One was head bowed in a middle pew. The other was more toward the front. I went to the baptismal font and stared down at it. I had no idea how the heck Lula had sucked up the water. The font was too small for the Super Soaker. I made the sign of the cross, asked for forgiveness, and went to the ladies room and filled the Super Soaker from the extra large sink in the handicap stall.
I was about to leave the church when Morelli’s Grandma Bella walked in.
“You!” she said. “What you doing here?”
My knees went weak, and I felt all the air squeeze out of my lungs. “Praying,” I said.
“I never see you here before.”
“I like to come when no one else is here.” Holy Mother, I was fibbing in church.
“Me, too,” Bella said. “I like when God can pay attention. You a good girl to go to church. I take the vordo off you.” She looked at the Super Soaker. “What that?”
“It’s a present for my niece. I wanted it blessed.”
Bella spit on it. “It got my blessing now, too. I give it good luck.”
“Gee, thanks.”
Bella turned and walked down the center aisle toward the altar, and I somehow managed to make my legs take me to my car. I handed the Super Soaker over to Lula, plopped onto the driver’s seat, and rested my forehead on the steering wheel.
“I need a moment,” I said. “And don’t squirt yourself in the car. I don’t want Ranger’s car all wet.”
• • •
/> I dropped Lula off at the coffee shop, continued on to Morelli’s house, and parked behind his SUV. I went to the door, knocked once, and let myself in. Bob galloped at me, attempted a sliding stop, and crashed into my legs. I ruffled his ears and scratched his back, and Morelli ambled in from the kitchen.
“Long time no see,” Morelli said.
“Almost two days.”
