VANESSA RETURNED A short time later. She handed me a small Take-out container that smelled amazing.
“What is it?” I asked, inhaling deeply.
“A steak and cheese sandwich,” she replied and then held up a bottle of water. “And something to wash it down.”
I smiled. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome,” she said, sitting down in the chair next to the bed.
“How long do I have to stay here?” I asked, opening up the white carton.
“For a while. You really have no other place to go anyway.”
Thanks for reminding me, I thought sadly. “I know. But, I can’t stay here forever and I feel... fine.”
“Good.”
“I’m not going to turn into a vampire, am I?” I asked her. I’d been thinking about it while she’d been gone.
Her eyes widened. “Not unless you’re bitten three times.”
“I think I was already bitten twice
