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forget. That’s right, Mr. Larsen, I’m sure you have surmised I am a witch, as is my sister. For centuries and centuries, that’s all we O’Riellys have been, at least until last June. That’s when we came across the maniac who tried to kill Devon and Blake. He concluded that Blake must have turned my sister to a vampire and then thought it would be fun to inject her with werewolf blood to kill the vampire in her. Lo and behold, there was no vampire blood in her and it turned her to a werewolf.”
    By now the tears were pouring down her face. All the silence of the day had made her even madder than she had thought. “I’m sorry you don’t approve of my friends and my family, Mr. Larsen, but that doesn’t change anything. I still love your nephew with every ounce of my being, at least I did until you showed up and he changed. I don’t know what is up with you two or why I’m here, or what the heck is going on, but I am not going to spend the next few weeks in total silence like I have for over twenty-four hours now.”
    She wasn’t sure what the emotion was that she saw on Dominic’s face. Devon never turned around, so she had no idea what his reaction was. Dominic said, “No one has spoken to me like that since Gail died. No one.”
    “Well, I don’t know who Gail is, but maybe you needed it,” Darby said.
    Then she heard a familiar voice from the front of the car. “Gail was my mother. Most people called her Abigail or Abby for short, but Dominic always called her Gail.”
    “Yes. She was the only one who got away with speaking to me like that.”
    “Great. Too bad she’s not here to smack you both around a bit,” Darby said looking out the window at blackness.
    Dominic started to chuckle which grew into a full out belly laugh. Darby looked at him as if he were crazy. Devon turned around looking as though he had never seen his uncle laugh. Could that be true? Dear Lord, that couldn’t be true, could it? Dominic’s laughter died down and he said, “Oh, Miss Darby, thank you. I can’t remember the last time I’ve laughed so heartily. Dear Lord, I think you must be the reincarnate of my Gail.”
    “That’s just gross, Dominic, I am not dating my mother,” Devon said.
    “Oh, Devon. I didn’t mean it like that. She was one of a kind. She was sweet and sassy at the same time. She spoke her mind, but not with the intent to hurt. She felt so strongly about things. She was always trying to fix something or help someone. She was a beautiful and free spirit, strong and sappy sweet. I miss her so much.”
    “She sounds nice,” Darby said as she continued to look out the window. “How’d she end up with a crabby guy like you for a brother?”
    “Who knows?” Dominic quietly chuckled. “Guess I was just lucky.”
    They turned off the main road and went through a gate. She couldn’t see much through the tinted windows in the dark, but the road sounded like crushed stone. They pulled up to the biggest house Darby had ever been near. Oh sure, she’d seen big places in pictures and on television but had not actually been inside one. It was thrilling and ominous at the same time. The chauffeur stopped the car and rushed to let Darby out first. He was smiling at her as if he had truly enjoyed what he had heard from the backseat. She smiled back coyly and stretched. It had been a long day.
    Dominic was helped out of the car and Devon walked around the front to the steps of the house.
    Landscaping lights showed off the house’s perfectly manicured hedges and pristine shrubs. Adorned with graceful dormers, clapboard, and a wainscoting of river stone, it backed up to its own glorious pond that looked more like a lake, with a boathouse and dock. There was also a mother-in-law-house on the property along with tennis courts, formal gardens, and an amazing pool. She would have spent more time outside exploring if it weren’t for the temperature. A California girl, unprepared for winter in Connecticut, needed