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here.” Pam appreciated brevity.
    “Is he alive?”
    “Yep.”
    “Damaged?”
    “Mentally.”
    Alongpause, this time.
    “Will he be a danger to you?”
    Not that Pam cared a whole hell of a lot if Eric decided to drain me dry, but I guess she wondered if I would shelter Eric. “I don’t think so at the moment,” I said. “It seems to be a matter of memory.”
    “I hate witches. Humans had the right idea, burning them at the stake.”
    Since the very humans who had burned witches would have been delighted to sink that same stake into vampire hearts, I found that a little amusing-but not very, considering the hour. I immediately forgot what she’d been talking about. I yawned.
    “Tomorrow night, we’ll come,” she said finally. “Can you keep him this day? Dawn’s in less than four hours. Do you have a safe place?”
    “Yes. But you get over here at nightfall, you hear me? I don’t want to get tangled up in your vampire shit again.” Normally, I don’t speak so bluntly; but like I say, it was the tail end of a long night.
    “We’ll be there.”
    We hung up simultaneously. Eric was watching me with unblinking blue eyes. His hair was a snarly tangled mess of blond waves. His hair is the exact same color as mine, and I have blue eyes, too, but that’s the end of the similarities.
    I thought of taking a brush to his hair, but I was just too weary.
    “Okay, here’s the deal,” I told him. “You stay here the rest of the night and tomorrow, and then Pam and them’ll come get you tomorrow night and let you know what’s happening.”
    “You won’t let anyone get in?” he asked. I noticed he’d finished the blood, and he wasn’t quite as drawn as he’d been, which was a relief.
    “Eric, I’ll do my best to keep you safe,” I said, quite gently. I rubbed my face with my hands. I was going to fall asleep on my feet. “Come on,” I said, taking his hand. Clutching the afghan with the other hand, he trailed down the hall after me, a snow white giant in tiny red underwear.
    My old house has been added onto over the years, but it hasn’t ever been more than a humble farmhouse. A second story was added around the turn of the century, and two more bedrooms and a walk-in attic are upstairs, but I seldom go up there anymore. I keep it shut off, to save money on electricity. There are two bedrooms downstairs, the smaller one I’d used until my grandmother died and her large one across the hall from it. I’d moved into the large one after her death. But the hidey-hole Bill had built was in the smaller bedroom. I led Eric in there, switched on the light, and made sure the blinds were closed and the curtains drawn across them. Then I opened the door of the closet, removed its few contents, and pulled back the flap of carpet that covered the closet floor, exposing the trapdoor. Underneath was a light-tight space that Bill had built a few months before, so that he could stay over during the day or use it as a hiding place if his own home was unsafe. Bill liked having a bolt-hole, and I was sure he had some that I didn’t know about. If I’d been a vampire (God forbid), I would have, myself.
    I had to wipe thoughts of Bill out of my head as I showed my reluctant guest how to close the trapdoor on top of him and that the flap of carpet would fall back into place. “When I get up, I’ll put the stuff back in the closet so it’ll look natural,” I reassured him, and smiled encouragingly.
    “Do I have to get in now?” he asked.
    Eric, making a request of me: The world was really turned upside-down. “No,” I said, trying to sound like I was concerned. All I could think of was my bed. “You don’t have to. Just get in before sunrise. There’s no way you could miss that, right? I mean, you couldn’t fall asleep and wake up in the sun?”
    He thought for a moment and shook his head. “No,” he said. “I know that can’t happen. Can I stay in the room with you?”
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