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into her underpants. "How long ago did you call?"
"UhЕ coupla minutesЕ look, are you sure you're all right? The sun's just about
down, and it's getting kinda chilly, even for JuneЧ"
"The sun set," she said, wiping her mouth with her forearm, then grimacing at
the way the sand stuck to her lipsЧworse than ChapStick!Ч"at seven fifty-six
p.m. It's technically dark."
"Well, uh, okay, butЧ"
"So I have time for a snack before the authorities arrive."
"Okay. Like, um, you want an Orange Julius or something? My treat."
"I know." She leaned toward himЧeasy enough, he was hovering over her like
aЧheh, hehЧgrave robberЧand grabbed him. He was wearing a tan t-shirt and green
swimming trunks and beach shoes; the t-shirt shredded under her preternatural
strength, the beach shoes went flying, and then she sank her fangs into his
jugular.
"Ow! Hey!" Outraged, his big hands came up to push her away. "That'sЧare you
fucking biting me? That's so weird! And kinky! Now cut it out! Ahhhh. No, I mean
itЕ stop. Don't! Don't stop!" He grabbed her head, she hung on like a leech, and
they grappled in the sand for a few seconds. She could feel his throat working
beneath her lips as he babbled. "Seriously, this is so bogus! I save a dead
chickЧsort ofЧand she chews on me? You just wait 'til the cops get here,
chickie, they'll, like, commit you or something. Ha!"
She broke awayЧsomething she had never done before; in fact, as early as a year
ago, she wouldn't have been able to break off until her thirst had been
satisfiedЧand said, trying not to whine, "Are you going to talk through this
whole thing?"
"What, I'm supposed to sit here and think about England?"
"They usually start screaming about now, and then they faint."
"Well, forget it." He jerked a thumb at himself. "Daniel Harris don't faint,
baby. No matter how much you chew on him!"
She stared at him. "Daniel Harris?"
"Yup. And I don't scream, either, except for that one time I saw a really grody
spider fall into the toilet when I was taking a whiz, talk about a shocker! I
didn't know pee couldЧy'knowЧcrawl back up if you were surprised, but I'm here
to tell youЧ"
"Daniel Harris, St. Olaf college?"
"UhЕ yeah." He peered at her. "Do I know you, Weird Babe?"
She sighed. "I'm Andrea Mercer."
"AndreaЕ AndreaЕ"
"From Carleton College. Right across the river from St. Olaf. I transferred to
Olaf my sophomore year. We were in Calc II, Psychology, and Sociology I
together."
"AndreaЕ"
"You copied off my notes most of our senior year in college."
"Ohhhh! Andrea!"
"And," she continued, "you told me if I shaved my armpits I'd be, like, almost
pretty 'n' stuff."
He snapped his fingers. "Right! Andrea! Got it!"
"Swell," she said dully. Unburied by Daniel "Big Cock" Harris, who of course
didn't remember Andrea-the-Mouse. She'd chomped on him, drank his blood, and she
was still only a minor annoyance in his life.