1. The Vampire Girl (chapter 3)


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    Freud? Show me one bit of proof that any of what you are saying could be true. Where is your research?” she challenged, our lips barely touching as she whispered to me. I said, “It is obvious because you still don’t realize that the eggs are burning.” She spun around to look at the stove and said, “Shit!” She pulled the eggs off of the stove and slid them onto the waiting plate in one swift move. But it was too late: they were burned past edible. I was already laughing, having won that round. She spun and hit me on the side of my arm while stifling her own laughter. “Why did you make me burn the eggs?!” I couldn’t help but continue laughing but apologized, too. I offered to cook another serving for her, but she said it was ok; that she would do it. But I helped her anyway. We cooked our eggs together without saying much of anything except about the task at hand. When the eggs were done, we took them to the table and enjoyed our first breakfast together. The eggs were perfect and the company was even better. We finished breakfast and I had to go to work. But before I left, she asked me to come over as soon as I got home—to just let myself in. I gladly agreed. That day at work, I was not very productive. I simply couldn’t get Penelope off my mind. If a love song about a girl popped in my head, the girl’s name was automatically replaced with Penelope. Her face was imprinted in my vision and everything made me think of her—everything. I was looking at the clock constantly; ...
    counting down the time until I could leave work and get back to her. As the end of the day approached, Amy, the lady at the desk across from me said to me out of the blue, “She’s a lucky girl.” That snapped me into reality and I looked at her and just said, “Huh?” She continued, “The girl—who ever she is: she’s a lucky girl.” I continued looking at Amy blankly. Finally she said, “I’ve seen that look and your behavior before: you are in love! And she is a lucky girl; you are a sweet guy.” A small smile was forcing itself onto my face, even though I was fighting to hold it back. “Uh-huh! See?! I’m right: you ARE in love!” Amy said. “Tell me about her?!” she pried slightly. I said, “Well, she is brilliant first of all. She is funny but mature at the same time. She has the most beautiful and flawless skin you can imagine. She is completely confident in herself but not overbearing on others. And we have this connection that I never thought possible.” Amy added, “And you can’t wait to get out of here to go to her, can you? Why don’t you take off early? I’ll cover for you!” “Amy”, I said, “You are the best!” With that, my work day ended 45 minutes early. I drove home in record time; not because I was speeding, but because I beat the rush hour. I changed into some more comfortable clothes and I went over to my girlfriend’s house. Penelope: my 11 year old girlfriend. It was still amazing to think about… I knocked lightly on the door; not as permission to enter but more of a warning that I ...
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