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it, he was putting them both at risk, making them vulnerable.
    First he sighed.
    Then he confessed.
    “I sort of… brought Jersey into my dream.”
    “You did WHAT?”
    “I know.   I know.   It was stupid.”
    “Why would you do something like that?   Do you have a death wish?”
    “No.”   He sat on the arm of the sofa, feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders.   Silver would never understand how he felt, but he had to try to explain.   “I kind of miss the guy.”
    Dead silence.
    “Are you there?” he asked.
    “Uh…yeah.   I just don’t know what to say.”
    Jack sighed before trying again.   “Jersey reminds me of my father.   I told you that.   I can’t have my father back because he’s dead, but I thought I could still have Jersey for a while, at least to talk to.”
    “No way.   You can’t possibly miss that lunatic.   He had wraiths in his home, imprisoned in their own bodies.   How can you miss someone who would do that to another person?”
    He groaned and rubbed his aching head with his free hand.   “I don’t know.”  
    Jack thought about his mom, wondering what she would say about his dependence on a werewolf.   Truth was he was so damn lonely he could barely think straight.   Lily and Summer were dead, Cowboy had left town, and Billy was spending more and more time with his new girlfriend.   Then there was Silver.   She was too busy trying to get into a good school to bother with him anymore.   They were drifting further apart by multiplying inches every day.  
    Hot emotion clogged his throat.   “I have to go.”
    Silver’s voice sounded far away, both physically and mentally distant from him.   “Okay.   I’ll see you at school, I guess.”
    He didn’t disconnect the call.   As much as he wanted to hang up, he couldn’t end their conversation this way.   If he didn’t say something to reassure her, he could inadvertently build a chasm between them that couldn’t be crossed.   He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.   “I’ll meet you at your locker.”
    “My locker?   Okay.   Sounds good.”
    He got off the phone and went to his bedroom even though he didn’t think he’d be able to sleep.   The disturbing dreams he’d suffered through had his mind whirling in violent circles.   Blanca growled deep in her throat.   Her glittering green eyes fixed on the window.
    “What is it, baby?” he asked.
    Jack went to the window, but he didn’t see anything.   Blanca hissed behind him, insisting there was something bad out there.   He pushed the window open and leaned out.   Still nothing.   He started to pull back inside when something caught his attention, a slight movement to the left.  
    A dark shape leisurely walked into the open where the porch light could reach her.   It was the girl from his dream; it was Isobel.   She had her thumbs in the belt loops of her jeans.   Jutting her left hip out, she watched him watching her, a beguiling look on her face.  
    What did she want from him?
    “Go away,” he said in a harsh whisper.   Somehow he knew she would hear him.   Before she could respond, he shut the window and locked it.  
    She was a hunter.
    He used to be a vampire.
    It was a bad combination.
     
    ******

Chapter Three:
    REALITY

    The next day, late in the afternoon, Jack stood over his snoring brother and considered his options for waking the kid.   Billy, looking way too comfortable, was hopelessly tangled in the sheet.   He had worn a gray sleeveless T-shirt and boxers to bed.   At least he wasn’t naked.   That could have added another ounce of awkwardness to their already strained relationship.   It was bad enough that Jack had to wake him to ask for advice without being traumatized for life by seeing him in the nude.
    Tired and frustrated, Jack cleared his throat.
    One of Billy’s eyes popped open.   When he saw Jack hovering over him, he shot out of bed and fell to his knees on the floor.   Fighting