"VORNHOLT, JOHN - HUMANS BY DAY EVIL BY NIGHT ...." - читать интересную книгу автора (Vornholt John)

The woman stared grimly down the deserted street, which looked so
peaceful that it was hard to imagine it had just been the scene of a
grisly hunt and kill. "Coyote Moon comes in August," she intoned, "when
it gets hot. It rises red, and it brings the coyotes. That's what my
grandmother always said."

"Grandmothers are usually right about that stuff," Buffy remarked
lamely, thinking of Grandma Summers playing bridge in Clearwater,
Florida.

The woman began to weep uncontrollably, and the Slayer guided her to the
sidewalk. "Just point the way home."

She only lived half a block away, yet it took about ten minutes to walk
her home. Buffy listened sympathetically to lighthearted tales about
Tiger's exploits.

He was a much-beloved little dog, and he had lived a full, spoiled life.
Talking seemed to make the woman feel better, and she thanked Buffy
profusely.

The teen made sure that her neighbor was safely entrenched behind locked
doors before she left her.

Although the woman was safe, Tiger was still gone, and nothing would
erase the savagery of that attack.

As Buffy walked home, the warm wind again brought the eerie sound of
coyotes yipping and yowling. She hoped the pack would move on to some
other town or go back to the wilderness, but she wasn't counting on it.
Unfortunately, when nasty critters got a taste of Sunnydale, they
usually made themselves right at home.

Chapter 2

For the next two days, there was no further sign of the coyotes, so
Buffy started to relax and fell back into the lazy rhythms of summer.
Sleeping in late, waking after her mother had gone to work, eating
chocolate brownies for breakfast--it was a life she could get used to.

Buffy had Giles's home telephone number, and she thought about calling
him to report the coyotes--but he would probably just scoff at her, too.
Thinking about it now, it did seem lame to be afraid of a few wacked-out
coyotes, even if they did snack on dog-kabobs. Once school started,
Giles would be back in his beloved library, and then she could ask him
about coyotes and Coyote Moon.

Until then, it was her duty as a teenager to enjoy the long, hot nights.

The coyotes were gone, but signs started popping up around town