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“Yes, I’m a supernatural citizen,” he said. He moved around her to stand with me.
“What kind of supernatural?”
“Grandma,” Andria said at the same time that Judith said, “Mother Blake.”
She looked at all of us as if she didn’t see anything wrong with what she’d said. “He is not a vampire because he does not look like an animated corpse, so what is he?”
“You’ve been watching too many horror movies,” I said.
“I have seen the real videos on the internet, not the ones where the vampires cloud people’s minds and make themselves look alive.”
“Grandma, we showed you videos of Jean-Claude and other vampires so you’d know that vampires can look just like us.”
“I told you it is all lies, Joshua, just illusions and the devil clouding men’s minds.”
“Don’t call me Joshua,” he said automatically, like he’d been doing since he was old enough to care. She had always objected to his name being shortened for everyday.Joshuawas in the Bible;Joshwasn’t.
“Who’s the devil in this scenario, Grandma?” I asked.
“Vampires are all in league with the devil, Anita, you know that.”
“You and Dad certainly raised me to believe it.”
“Then how did you end up in a demon’s bed with his ring on your finger?”
“Mother, that is not polite, or necessary,” Dad finally said.
“What were you and your wife arguing about so politely?” Grandma asked, pinning that cold blue gaze on him. He flinched under it just like I did. Interesting.
Judith answered, “That Fredrick didn’t call ahead and tell Anita that you had invited yourself along on this visit.”
“It is a family visit, and I am part of the family,” she said.
“Dad,” Andria said, “you didn’t call and tell Anita that she was coming with us.”
“Why should he?” Grandma Blake said.
“Yeah, Dad, why should you have given me a heads-up, instead of springing this on me,” I said, looking at him, and for once I was with Andria and Judith on the attitude.
“Josh, Andria, can you please take your grandmother into the shop so we can talk in private with Anita?”
They tried, but Grandma said, “I will not be gotten out of the way as if I am the child. Whatever you have to say to Anita you can say in front of me, Fredrick.”
He sighed, his shoulders rounding a little as if he were trying to lift a weight that was too heavy for him. “Fine, Momma, have it your way.”
“Doesn’t she always,” Judith said quietly under her breath. Apparently Grandma didn’t hear it because she absolutely would have commented on it.
“Well, speak up, Fredrick, we are all waiting to hear your secrets.”
He stood up straight like he hadn’t realized he was hunching forward. “I didn’t call Anita and tell her that my mother was coming because I knew Anita would have said no.”
“No to what?” Grandma Blake said.
“To you coming with us, Momma.”
“She has no say in this; she is a child, you are her father.”
“I’m over thirty, Grandma; I have a say in my own life.”
