The letter Jean-Luc had received from Nick had been interesting. For a couple of weeks it had sat on his desk, so he knew where it was if he wanted it, and finally he decided he was going to visit the donor house. Maybe it would be the something he’d been searching for. It seemed unlikely, but it was worth an attempt. Obviously the house was something Nick cared about, otherwise he wouldn’t have sent out any letters, and normally they only had contact by accident, because Jean-Luc was the vampire child of one of Nick’s many vampire siblings.
After an uneventful train journey, taken during the day because Jean-Luc loved the sun too much to give it up just for a convention, he’d spent his afternoon asleep. When the alarm went off at sunset he read through the letter one last time. Nick was eloquent and it made Jean-Luc more certain that he was doing the right thing. Alice had been mentioned a couple of times, as though seeing her was a bribe, which is sort of was. The last time they’d seen each other had been a decade before, when he’d walked into the two of them shopping, and he hated that Nick’s feelings about the vampires who were related to his creator affected Jean-Luc’s relationship with both of them.
Knowing he was doing the right thing didn’t stop Jean-Luc from procrastinating. First he stopped off to pick up a present for Alice. It was easy to understand why Nick loved her. Sometimes Jean-Luc thought everyone fell in love with Alice, because she was that sort of person. Then he stopped off at an internet cafe and checked the donor house website again. He’d checked the website once a day since he’d received the letter, even though it hadn’t told him anything more than Nick had in his letter.
Eventually, holding tight to Alice’s gift, Jean-Luc found himself on the doorstep of the donor house. He wasn’t entirely sure how he’d got there, but that didn’t matter. Breathing deeply, he opened the door and stepped into the reception, which was quieter than he expected. It was something he was grateful for, because it meant he didn’t have to deal with too many people. Even as a human he’d never been much of a people person. Slowly he looked around, taking in the decoration, the items of furniture, the doors that led out of the room, and then the vampire behind the reception desk.
“Hello, Jean-Luc,” Alice said, smiling at him. “Nick told me he’d written to you, but I never believed you’d actually turn up.”
Smiling back, Jean-Luc crossed the room. “Why not, Ally? Did you really think I’d miss a chance to see you?”
“You’re a charmer.”
“I’m telling the truth.” He held the package out for her to take. “How have you been?”
Alice took it, but didn’t look at it, instead keeping her eyes on Jean-Luc. “Life’s been interesting.” She bit her lip, looking thoughtful. “I convinced Nick to turn an addict into a vampire who then left. We created the donor house. Nothing’s easy.”
Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.