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ThereтАЩs No Such Thing As A Werewolf

MaryJanice Davidson




CHAPTER ONE



As any werewolf knows, smells and emotions and even raised voices havecolors and texture. And as
any blind werewolf knowsтАФnot that there were any besides him, to the best of his knowledgeтАФyou
could take those smells, emotions, and conversations and do a pretty good job of seeing. Not a great
job, comparably speaking, but enough to get around. Enough to have a solid sense of the world.

тАЬBut I canтАЩt be pregnant,тАЭ Mrs. Dane was saying. тАЬThereтАЩs just no way.тАЭ

тАЬThereтАЩs at least one way.тАЭ

тАЬBut IтАЩm infertile! The clinic said!тАЭ

тАЬAccidents happen,тАЭ he said cheerfully. He knew she was stunned, but pleased. And as soon as the
shock wore off, sheтАЩd be ecstatic. He could have told her that her fallopian tubes had managed to
unblock themselves over the years, but that would raise awkward questions. After all, he was just her
G.P. He wasnтАЩt treating her for infertility.

тАЬIтАЩd say youтАЩreтАжтАЭThirty-nine and a half days along тАЬтАжabout six weeks pregnant. IтАЩm going to write
you a scrip for some pre-natal vitamins, and I want you to take two a day. And the usual blandishments,
of course, ease off on alcohol, donтАЩt smoke, blah-blah-blah. You know all this.тАЭ Mrs. Dane was anOB
nurse.

тАЬYeah, butтАжI never thought IтАЩdneed it.тАЭ

He heard her weight shift as she slid off the table, and thus was ready for it when she flung her chubby
arms around him in a stranglerтАЩs grip. тАЬThanks so much!тАЭ she whispered fiercely. тАЬThank you!тАЭ

тАЬMrs. Dane, I didnтАЩt do anything.тАЭ He gently extricated himself from her grip. тАЬGo home and thank your
husband.тАЭ

тАЬOh, IтАЩm sorry.тАЭ Now she was brighter in his mindтАЩs eye, glowing with embarrassment. тАЬI read
somewhere that blind people donтАЩt like it when their balance is thrown off.тАЭ

тАЬDonтАЩt worry about it. You couldnтАЩt throw off my balance.тАЭNot without a truck . тАЬDonтАЩt forget to fill
this on the way home,тАЭ he added. He could write perfectly well, which was to say his prescriptions didnтАЩt
look any less legible than a seeing doctorтАЩs.

тАЬRight. Right!тАЭ She darted around him, nearly careened into the closed door, and left without her
clothes. The gown flapped once as the door closed behind her.