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Vampires Make the Best Babysitters. Really
“Uh…” I looked at the kids, both of whom were watching us with wide eyes, and then at the rolled-down driver’s window.
Star waved a dismissive hand. “They can’t hear anything.” She leaned closer, and with a terrifying level of controlled anger, said, “I have never been zapped.”
“I’m sorry.” I didn’t know what else to say. I glanced over my shoulder to find Gabe, Alex, Dot, and Alfred involved in a rather tense conversation.
“Who is that guy?” she asked. “After cursing a blue streak, I realized my kids were probably freaking out, so I left.”
“Well, he’s a witch.” Starting simple and working my way up seemed reasonable to me.
Her eyes narrowed. “One I didn’t sense when I arrived.” She tipped her head. “Actually, I put some feelers out and
