Albert proved an enigmatic blend of the gorgeous, yet thoughtful and attentive lover Neil had always dreamed of having, and at the same time, he seemed the ultimate grandpa’s grandpa, trumping the most exaggerated “I walked two miles through three feet of snow to school every day” stories, with his tales of migrating across Europe and through the Americas.
Pushing a thousand years old, Marshall had more than earned the right to call Neil, “young man,” and he had plenty of his own stories to tell.
“That’s when I first met Albert,” Marshall said, after telling the tale of a barefooted, hundred-mile trek, half-starved, after an unnerving escape from a medieval band of vampire hunters. “He went by Barric, then. He worked as a physician and hired me as his assistant.” Marshall sank back in hi
