The next evening, Katelina's mom pounced the minute they were through the door. "Kately! What have you done to your hair?"
The words tripped out before Katelina could think, "Um-A perm."
"It looks nice." Her mother released her from a bone crushing hug. "How are you? Is everything okay?" She meaningfully jerked her head to Jorick's skulking figure.
Preoccupied with hiding her fangs, it took Katelina a moment to grasp the implications. "Everything's fine."
Her mother stepped back, a wary eye on Jorick. "I thought that was why you were so-clingy. Never mind. Brad said you were here last night? How did your reunion with Sarah go?"
"Um-fine."
"Did you think she was different? She's quieter, I think. Doesn't talk unless she's spoken to, and mumbles a lot, like she's hiding something."
Yeah. Her fangs.
"Anyway, Happy late birthday. I have a present for you." Her mother moved to the cabinet and dug through it. "Somewhere."