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Elliott Sanderson was sitting on the sofa in my movie room, alive and well. I was having trouble believing it, and I don't think I was the only one. Brandon sat down on the wraparound sofa about as far away from his dad as possible, and I had no problem sitting between them, though in this case I chose to sit closer to Elliott, in case I needed to pinch him or something.

"So how are you, lil girl?" he asked, his eyes giving away his concern. "I heard you had a little adventure."

I absently wondered why I was "lil" but my adventure was "little" while I thought about a response. Apparently, one of the million things I needed to tell him had already been told. "Yeah, I had a little run in with a Vampire or two. I'm fine," I replied, shrugging like it was no big deal. I really didn't want to talk about myself, relive everything right now. I wanted to hear about him.