All over your skin. You can feel it.”
Alisha glanced at her sister with surprise. “You feel it?”
“ Real strong. It almost makes me feel sick,” Vanora confessed.
Alisha kissed the top of her sister’s head. So Vanora had inherited Carys’s Second Sight. She had wondered if that was the case, but hadn’t expected a full confirmation until puberty. That was when her powers had fully manifested. “Yes, I feel it, too.”
Vanora wrapped her arms around her sister’s waist and held on tightly. “We’ll beat it, right?”
“ Of course,” Alisha said, hoping she sounded sincere.
Rushing about before sunset, the sisters filled every extra vase they could find with dark red roses and positioned them around Alisha’s bedroom. Once the bedroom was ready, Alisha double-checked every window and locked every door, while Vanora hung the cheap metal crosses Alisha had bought in all the windows.
“ Why is he coming after us?” Vanora asked Alisha once they were sure the house was secure. “Why not the neighbors?”
“ According to several books I read when I was a teenager, the vampire always goes after family members first. I’m not sure why, but supposedly they do,” Alisha answered as she hooked a gold chain onto the doorknobs of her French doors. A large cross hung from the golden loop.
Vanora finished tying several roses to the bedposts and admired her work. “I put these here to protect us better. Are you sure roses work?”
“They should. It says so in Bram Stoker’s Dracula . Plus, we have our crosses. You are wearing the one Mama gave you?”
Vanora fished it out of her shirt and held it up.
Alisha touched the cross her mother had given her that matched the one her little sister wore and smiled. “See. We’re safe.”
“ Maybe we should have gone somewhere else. Like a motel.”
“ I thought of that, but I have a horrible feeling it would find us wherever we went. I think we are safer defending ourselves here.” Alisha pulled back the curtain and peered out at the darkening sky. The sun was low on the horizon, only a few streaks of pink and gold still visible.
“ What about Roman?” Vanora asked worriedly.
“ I told you he left a message on the answering machine and that he won’t be home probably until tomorrow morning.”
“ What about Miss Robbins?” Vanora's eyes were wide as she worried about the fate of their housekeeper.
“ He goes after family members, remember? Besides, I already told her to go home.”
“ What if Roman comes home when it’s still dark?”
Alisha took a deep breath and tried to have patience with her sister. “He always wears his cross, Snow Pea. He’ll be safe,” she said hopefully.
Vanora granted her a dubious look.
Alisha wished her brother would just listen to her, but he clearly thought she was overreacting. Approaching her bed, she opened the bag she’d laid on it earlier. Vanora watched her with great interest as Alisha removed a stake and a hammer and placed them on her nightstand.
Vanora’s purple eyes were so enlarged with fear, Alisha thought they might pop out at any moment.
“ Blink! Please! You look like a zombie!”
Vanora fluttered her eyelids and took a deep breath.
“Let’s find something to eat, Snow Pea. Come on.”
They went down to the kitchen and made a few sandwiches, all the while keeping a sharp eye out the windows. Grabbing a bag of chips and some sodas, they ran back up the stairs and locked themselves into Alisha’s bedroom.
Alisha moved to the window once more and gazed up at the half moon and glistening stars. Her gaze swept over the lawn below and a chill pierced through her body. Something was watching her. She quickly closed the curtains and turned away, yet she still felt the hungry, penetrative gaze of the creature who longed for her blood.
Vanora watched her from where she sat on the bed while munching on a sandwich. Seeing her older sister’s expression, she asked worriedly, “Is it