The light streaming in through the restaurant windows gradually changes from golden to orange to red, then finally to a silvery blue as the sun fades away to reveal the moonlight.
The hour of the Vampires has arrived.
I sit patiently at Alonso’s table with my hands folded in front of me, watching Sylvia through the window.
As the light begins to fade, so do the smiles from the waiters’ faces. They know what’s coming, and I wish there was something I could do to protect them.
Suddenly, Sylvia rises to her feet, he whole body on high alert. Every hair on her body is standing on end. Her ears are moving rapidly, scanning every direction like canine sonars.
The Vampires are coming.
I don’t want Sylvia to meet them alone, so I go outside to wait for their approach.
“Are they getting clo
