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stared back at me, the expression on his face too close to pity
for my liking.
    “I’m goin’ home,” I said. “And if you know what’s best for you, you’ll
be high-tailing it out of these parts.”
    Then I was up and running as fast as I could. Before I knew what had
happened, I was once again flat on my back with Martin lying on top of me, my
arms pinned between our bodies, and my face in his hands.
    “Renee,” he began. “You must listen to me. Look about. Do things not
seem different to you? Your vision, hearing, sense of smell, are they not all
heightened?”
    “Let-Me-Go.” I growled through clenched teeth, and then I spit in his
face. “You’re a trickster, that’s all.”
    “NO Renee… You are no longer a part of this world.”
    “My family’s gonna find out about this. They’ll
see my coffin all tore open. They’ll know I’m not dead and they’ll be hunting
for me.”
    “I am afraid not, my love,” he said, with sadness in his eyes. “Everything
will be placed as it was. Your coffin and grave will be intact, and they will
continue to believe that you are where they placed you.”
    I was in shock. Why would this stranger do this to me and my family?
We’re good people. We never wronged anyone.
    “Do you do this a lot, rip families apart? To folks that
are perfectly happy? That’s it, isn’t it? We were just too happy for
you,” I cried.
    “Renee, I have been watching you for many months, because I have been
searching for one thing for as long as I care to remember, and it is you that I
have found. I do this for no other reason than that,” Martin explained as he
slowly moved his thumb across my cheek.
    I lay for a moment silently. Then, with a slight smirk, I said, “You wanna know the sad part, Martin? I was really starting to
like you. I’ve waited the better part of twenty six years to find the man I was
meant to be with, and I really thought I had found him.”
    “We have all eternity to make our love grow for one ano –”
he started, but I broke in before he could finish.
    “You can forget about all that now. I hate you, and no amount of time
in the world would make me love you. Look what you’ve done to my family! What? Did you really think I would just fall into your
arms?”
    “No, of course not. One day you will understand more about my kind, and
our situation, then you will see why I had to do what I have done,” he
desperately tried to explain.
    “You’re ‘kind’… You mean murderer? Home wrecker?”
    He shook his head and slowly began to climb off of me. We both sat up, with me staring him in the eyes, waiting for him to
explain. He looked down, almost as if he wished he didn’t have to.
    “Look,” I said. “You started this, now tell me.”
    The words had barely left my mouth when the pain in my stomach hit,
doubling me over, causing me to almost throw up. Martin was by my side in
seconds, rubbing my arm the way my mother would have. I tried my best to push
him away.
    “Don’t,” I gasped. “Don’t you ever touch me. ” The
pain hit harder this time, knocking me over on all fours.
    “Renee, you must feed, it will ease the pain.”
    “Feed?” I asked, holding my arms across my stomach. “What are you
talking about?”
    “We don’t live as those you once knew. We must take in blood to
survive,” he explained.
    “Now, I know you’re insane. I’m
nothing like you… I’m going home.” I tried to walk away, but every few steps
brought on more pain. “What did you give me? You slipped me something to make
me sick, didn’t you? This is just another one of your tricks, isn’t it?”
    “Renee, let me prove to you that what I say is true. You are my kind
now, let me show you why you can never go back,” he said.
    I stood there, breathing hard. What choice did I have? I couldn’t do
much with the pain, even though it seemed to have eased off somewhat.
    “What Martin? What in God’s name could you tell me that would keep me
from wanting to