I smile that Gabby now had a cross to remind her of me. Crosses made me laugh. Not at the religion, just at the legend that they hurt us vampires.
‘I was 24 when I was turned. So technically I'm 26 now, but it doesn’t make any difference. I'm stuck with 24 forever. I think I can live with that.’ I say with a wide grin. I gulp down the “apple juice” that Lillith gave me. It doesn’t help as much as human blood would. But it was better than nothing, and it made my stomach stop growling. We chat for a while, friendly banter being tossed around. I'm more relaxed than I have been in a long time. And happier. Eventually, though, the inevitable gravity towards the topic of our life stories draws us in, and Gabby looks curiously at Lillith.
‘So what’s your story?’ she asks, eyes alight with curiosity.