...***********************************A WEDDING STORYby Carol WolfeAmalgamated Press UKThis is a tale of a bride and a groom, of Craig and Marnie, and...of amother and her child. It's a tale of a family. My family. It's also verymuch a tale of the new reality we all find ourselves in, a tale beingrepeated in hundreds of other familes in America and across the globe.New England is always at its best in the fall when the leaves turnmultiple shades of red and brown, a final burst of color before. The look on his face was plain as day, he was hoping to get a little. There was a knock on the door and Rich turned to me in surprise, I shrugged then walked over and opened the door. There stood Michelle in a very tight and slinky dress that didn’t leave much to the imagination. I have to admit, she looked hot! I turned to Rich, now he is really confused. I grabbed Michelle’s hand and escort her into the living room, with a big smile on my face I tell Rich his Valentines gift has arrived. . When I informed her of my desired settings she put a few warm compresses on my neck and back then went to assist other patientsApproximately fifteen minutes later the machine shut off with a beeping sound and the nurse quickly returned to remove the compresses and pads. I was then immediately led to a private room that had one massage table, sink, small desk, and dressing stall. The nurse handed me a hospital gown and told me to go into the stall and strip down to my underwear, then she. As horrifying as it was to admit, she needed to feed. She needed blood.No! It wasn't going to come to that. Every hunter knew what had to be done in this scenario. It was the scenario she had always been prepared for, but had always believed she would never have to worry about. She hadn't forgotten the rule her father taught her: "it's better to die as a human than live as a monster." It was too late for one, but she could still avoid the other."Hey, lady, you okay?"Frowning, Kaeli looked up at.