The Many Ramblings of K. A. Webb

One of them had to stay at the House in case of emergencies and it was Alice’s turn. She didn’t mind, as it gave her a chance to start sorting out the decorations, but that was until she saw the tree. At first all she could do was stare at it, unable to believe that they’d really chosen to purchase what appeared to be a 10 foot tall Christmas Tree. Unfortunately it would fit where they’d planned to put it, because the reception had lovely high ceilings, so there was really no reason to tell them to return it and get something less ostentatious. They had, thankfully, bought a tree with roots, as John had asked, which would be planted somewhere after all the festivities were done. It made the amount of money they must have paid for it a long term investment rather than a waste.

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.

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It was something Cate had thought about for a long time before making her decision. The donor house was a good idea, even if very few people agreed, and going there didn’t worry her. She wasn’t scared of vampires because of what they were, but she knew that there were vampires who were very dangerous, in the same way there were humans who were dangerous. Ever since she’d mentioned that she might visit the house and ask a vampire to speak at her shop Sam had tried to talk her out of it. His opinion was that all vampires were unnatural creatures who should be destroyed by any means necessary. Normally they avoided the subject, because she hated the way he’d been brainwashed by their parents.

Sighing, Cate stood in front of the building that housed the vampires and their donors. If she was honest vampires had always fascinated her, so she was strangely grateful for the chance to possibly get to know at least a couple of them as people. There were lights on in all the windows on the ground floor, but that was the only sign of life. Since the building work had finished the place had been silent, even during the nights when the vampires were meant to be awake, and people couldn’t decide if that was good or bad.

The only thing that Cate was slightly worried about was convincing a vampire that talking to a group of humans at her shop was a good idea. She could understand why they’d be unsure, but there were humans who didn’t view all vampires as monsters. Unfortunately most of those humans didn’t speak up, because they were scared of the reactions of other people, and Cate was determined not to be one of them. Maybe it was a bad idea, like Sam had said, something she’d regret in the future, because her customers no longer visited and she had no money to pay her bills. Instead she chose to look at it as a positive thing, which may end up gaining her customers.

Words whirled around Cate’s mind as she walked up to the front door. Before she’d chosen her day to visit the house she’d worked out exactly what she was going to say. Of course now that she was actually going to make the speech, instead of just thinking about it, the words were fading away, thanks to the excitement. Anyone else would be terrified at the thought of entering a building that was probably full of vampires, but she wasn’t anyone else. She was the owner of Echoes of Alexandria and she was going to have a vampire in her shop talking about history.

Unable to stop herself Cate smiled as she reached her hand out to touch the door handle. It was really happening. She was really going to step inside the donor house and meet a vampire. A shiver of excitement travelled down her spine, even though she couldn’t help thinking that the vampires would turn her down at least once. She just wasn’t going to take no for an answer because they had to become a real part of the community if the house was going to work and she wanted to help them.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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If it hadn't been for Nick pleading with her to go with him Alice probably never would have visited Echoes of Alexandria. She'd walked past it a couple of times but had never been able to gather up the courage to actually step into the human-run bookshop. Being a vampire made everything different. There were humans who made it very obvious that vampires should not be in their shop, even though they couldn't put up a sign any more that said 'no vampires', and then there were humans who didn't have a problem. It was just a case of knowing which shops had humans in who weren't anti-vampire.