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For now, I won’t press. He was good enough to fill us in on Julian’s whereabouts. That’s a win for today.
“Let me ask you ladies, if you could do anything today, what would you do? Mind you, it has to be on this property.”
Glancing out the window, I see the grey overcast sky threatens rain and eliminates all possibility of going outdoors.
“I’d love to watch TV,” Stacey says hopefully.
I nod my head in agreement. Television would be amazing.
“That can be arranged. I need to finish up some last-minute details for the party, then we shall watch a show.”
Stacey squeals in delight, and all the while my mind is hundreds of miles away on the West Coast with Julian.
* * *
“Let’s revisit the evidence,” Stacey suggests, while we wait for Law to come get us for the show.
“The journal. That’s all we found, and it gives very little away.”
“Recap what it said. Paraphrase, please,” she insists.
My eyes lift heavenward.
“In April of 1994, something happened to the boys. Julian and Law had a rebirth of sorts, while Marcellus didn’t leave his room. Six years later, Law wanted to go on an adventure and their father questioned whether it had something to do with the legend.”
Her brow lifts in question.
“Legend? What legend?
“No idea. I’ve heard Lawrence and Julian reference a legend before, but I don’t know what it is.
“Strange,” she says, deep in thought. “You lived in Ohio. You saw vampires. This has to be connected to you, right?”
Inhale. Exhale.
“I don’t know,” I admit. At the same time, there are a lot of questions. “I awoke one night to a vampire at the end of my bed. After reading the journal and considering everything, I wonder—could it have been Julian’s father? What if it was me he was talking about? Or Maggie?”
Stacey remains quiet for a couple of minutes. Whether she doesn’t know what to say or is deliberating what this could mean, I can only guess.
“Why didn’t he kill you?” she asks.
My mouth forms a straight line and my eyes squint. Something pokes at my psyche, just out of reach.
“I don’t know, but we have to figure out what this legend is.”
“Legend?” Lawrence says from the open doorway.
Stacey’s eyes widen at Law’s voice. He overheard us talking, so now would be the time to press for information.
“Is there some vampire legend, Law?” Stacey asks.
He walks in with his hands clasped behind his back. His blond hair is pulled back into a low ponytail, making him look like a modern-day Thor.
“You’d rather discuss things of myth than watch reruns ofCastle?” he asks, brow raised and dimple appearing.
“Nope. I’m over it. Let’s watch it,” Stacey chirps, eliciting a scowl from me.
Oh, how quick she is to turn away when we are so close. Something deep within tells me that Law will tell.
