History of the Vampire (The Vanderlind Castle Series Book 4) Read Online Free PDF

class. She even had her father petition the school so that she could enroll in some of the advanced science and early engineering classes that girls were usually discouraged from taking. She’d already been accepted to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology and they barely accepted any women. We’d talked about me moving with her to Cambridge and getting an apartment together when she started college. I was sure I could probably find work as a secretary somewhere. My typing skills were quite good. But Lois was also madly in love with a fellow student, Laurence, who was nearly as smart as her. I had a feeling they would get married after graduation and start their collegiate careers as husband and wife.
    Lilly spent almost as much time taming my hair for our double date than she did fixing her own. Most women tried to get a wave into their hair while I was constantly battling my waves for fear they would upset a ship or two.
    “You’re just so very pretty,” Lilly said, once she was finished styling my hair and was gazing over my shoulder at our reflections in our dressing table mirror. “I think I’m half afraid to introduce you to Walter. He might like you best.”
    “Don’t be ridiculous,” I told her, knowing that she was teasing. “I’m sure your beau won’t even notice me.”
    Lilly broke into a smile. “I hope you’re right.”
    I decided to wear my favorite green dress with the little white flowers on it. The cotton fabric was too light for the chilly evenings we were still experiencing, but I’d outgrown my heavier plum-colored dress and didn’t have much else to wear. Lilly was dressed quite smartly and I felt I should at least try to match her appearance. It would look odd if she was in a dress and I was just wearing a wool skirt and sweater.
    At the last minute, Lilly misplaced one of her favorite gloves and you would have thought she’s lost a diamond ring, the way she savaged our room looking for it. I finally discovered that it was still in the pocket of her coat. She’d overlooked it in her haste.
    Walter and Lev arrived promptly at six thirty, their skin well scrubbed and their hair filled with so much oil that I knew mother was afraid to ask them to sit down for fear they’d leave two matching stains on back of the couch. Many women tatted doilies for their couches just to protect them from such a menace.
    My sister was telling the truth when she said Lev was handsome. He had a strong chin and a defined brow. He looked just like a fictional football hero, which was what he had actually been only a few years earlier. I had no interest in sports, but I could see he was a very muscular young man and I thought I remembered seeing him around town, usually followed by a swarm of giggling girls. In a way, that made me feel better. If Lev had the attention of a lot of females, then there was no fear of him becoming interested in me as a potential sweetheart. I was sure he was probably perfectly nice, but a sporty-type of beau didn’t interest me in the least.
    I did notice that a few of the knuckles on Lev’s hands had plasters on them. He kept his hands clasped discretely behind his back most of the time. I scanned my memory again for what kind of work he did, but came up with nothing. Whatever it was, a few abrasions would probably teach him to remember his work gloves.
    March had come in like a lion and stayed that way. I could tell Lilly was reluctant to bundle up and run the risk of wrinkling her immaculately ironed dress, but she did it without voicing a complaint under the watchful eye of our mother. I layered a sweater over my green dress before adding my coat. I saw no reason to come down with a cold just because my sister had a crush.
    Finally we were out the door and heading toward town. The Gibson house wasn’t exactly in the country, but we were definitely on the outskirts of town so we had a bit of a walk ahead of us. That didn’t matter; Lilly and I were used to the