And his hair! Why was he afflicted with thisawful, fine, blond hair which his mother could shape with rollers intoquiffs and waves, draping so girlish...y over one eyebrow. He grabbed thefront of his coatee and pulled it off, almost tearing it to shreds as hedid so."I'm not wearing it, and that's flat," he shouted, slinging the coat tothe floor and throwing himself face first onto the settee so that hishair disappeared under his white silk collar.Thelma Pressington jumped to her feet and stood. But first, we have a mission to complete that Jack and Colleen, Winnie and I are perfect for, and all of you can help, if you're willing."We reconvened in my private study, again. All of us reconvened. Millie and Jim had taken a nap, and Jack wanted to call and check on the kids, so he and Winnie had been gone for some time, but we were all together again ... finally.I looked at them, all together one more time...With me...It made me want to cry...Instead I led them through my problem, how I. " She reached out, and clipped a shiny black leash onto his collar. "And as a final touch..." she inserted something into her mouth. When she smiled again, he saw her fangs, glistening brilliantly against her ruby-red lips. Vampire fangs. No dime-store plastic teeth, but custom-made to fit her, so she could do everything a normal person could do while wearing them. And they looked plenty sharp. "Don't worry, Andrew. We'll have a great time. Or I'll be forced to drink your blood..." Well you. It was the only way to stop the hurt.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The next day, Denny sat in the break room. Two tables from him Mara sat with Franco and they were giggling together. It was apparent that they were making fun of Denny again. This pissed off Denny to no end as he sat trying to not look in their direction. It was at that point that Denny thought up a plan of how to get Mara to go to the address on the business card.