. but the Hightower family is just a little bit different and somewhat weird." You can't scare me off now, Michael Hightower!" she returned in mock an...er. "I've read all those tales of werewolves and vampires. And I've come equipped with a silver bullet and wooden stake!"His laughter increased, "Okay! You win! No more!"Then he continued, carrying her joke a step further, "Just remember, Grandma sacrifices virgins at midnight every night in the basement!" Virgins, hmmmmm?" she slid her hand up. . enjoying every minute of it!" Tom, I'm sorry. I... I don't know what came over me. Please, I'll do anything to make it up to you!" Oh, just like that! It's, I'm sorry Tom and all is supposed to be forgiven!" Please, Tom. I want to make things right between us again." You should have thought of that before... Ohhhhh!"He grabbed his shoulder. Miranda looked up to see the doctor briskly enter and check the wound."Get her out of here!" shouted Tom in agony, "I don't want to see her again!". Our town was home to the Wendy Wilco Chocolate Factory. I'm sure you've heard of it. It's the biggest candy distributor in the world. But it is a very mysterious place. The owner, Ms. Wilco, hadn't made a public appearance in years. Some say it's due to an injury that crippled her for life. Others say it was because she was paranoid about people stealing her ingredients. Whatever happened, it was enough to make her close the gates to the factory for good, never allowing anyone to set foot. Peronelle sneered at the empty doorway Colette had just vacated, muttering under her breath, "I should have left that one for the wolves the moment they cut her loose from me. She is nothing more than her useless, soft-hearted father reborn."Tharsas' carriage rolled into the stable only a short time before nightfall. He had stayed late with the Master, providing an opportunity to copy the remaining spells that interested him from the warded bookcase. During the intervening time, he had turned.