”“I intend to hold on to him, Julian. I think he will be worth it.”“Good luck, then; seriously. This is your big brother giving you advice: en...oy it.”“Thanks, Julian. I will. I’ll phone Mum and Dad tomorrow evening. Don’t tell them anything, will you?”“I shall be the soul of discretion, Freda. I hope they take it well.”“Bye, Julian.”“Bye, Freda.”She put the phone down, cursing herself. She had said far too much to Julian. She had let herself get annoyed with him as usual. She would say as. Do this for me, to save me going crazy listening to hundreds of so-called tunes, all by myself, please!"They treated her abject appeal with sympathy and agreed to join the sifting task. As each of the sisters was transferring some of the data to their own phones, Amelia wandered in, carrying her baby, and asked what was going on. When they told her, she volunteered to help as well, and soon all of the wives were listening to the tunes in their phones, holding the machine to one ear so as not to. That way no one had to die, and the vampire's existence was kept hidden. I'd bet those humans knew they were onto a good thing and would resist being 'rescued' if the locals decided they needed saving from the evil monster."They both stayed silent for a time, digesting the idea."You know, if someone did try to take me away from you, I would fight them to the bitter end. That might be the kernel of the thrall mythology. I mean, why else would I resist being saved from evil?" I understand what. "Yes, we need to change her looks. The picture is a real good picture. If we don't change them, we will have them chasing us all the way to where we are going," I said."Where are we going?" she asked."Grandpa's cabin," I said."Grandpa didn't have a cabin," Judy asked as she unfastened her seatbelt."Not your grandpa, mine. Well actually it was owned by both of them. So, go help Ana ... and, Judy, I love you," I said as I passed a slow moving car."Love you too," she said and went to the back of.