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I was sitting on the rug in front of the roaring fire when out of nowhere Bandit came in and settled down next to me. “Where have you been? Huh? Found a lady friend, did you?” I ruffled his fur and stared at the charred remains of my father’s computer.
“What do you think, Bandit? You think we should just trash it or see an expert at this kinda stuff?” Bandit looked at me with his soulful eyes and gave a resounding bark.
“Thought so, that’s why I kept you. You have got to be the smartest dog ever. Just for that decision, you, my friend, will get a doggie treat.”
I got up and headed toward the light. The nightlight I had installed glowed with its yellowish hue in the sea of blackness that was my kitchen. I had installed nightlights throughout our house because, being the bad Dhampir I
