I was curious about two things in her story: I hadn't seen any hint of either Sasha or Kate in my visions of Tanya. I knew I had only to focus my mind once more to divine the whereabouts of these two, but I decided to ask politely instead.
A curious expression fell upon her face, almost like a pall. If vampires could cry, I felt certain Tanya's eyes would be brimming with tears right now. She stopped walking and stared at the ground.
When she spoke again, her voice was halting and steeped with grief: "Sasha is not with us anymore. We lost her ... some time ago."
I placed a hand on her shoulder. "I'm so sorry," I said genuinely, wondering how Sasha had met her untimely end. In my own experience, vampires were practically invincible.
Tanya's narrative had left one other vampire unaccounted for...
"And Kate?" I inquired.
Tanya shook her head as it to dispel whatever thoughts were inside it. "As much as Irina and I were impacted by Sasha's death, Kate took it the worst. She likes to be alone these days. We try not to bother her."
"I see," I said, wishing I really could see inside of Tanya's head. I was intensely curious about what had led to Sasha's demise, but I knew better than to ask.
Tanya resumed walking. We were on a trail now that led to a large cabin at the foot of a mountain. There were lights in the window and they twinkled in a beckoning way. We stayed quiet for the remainder of the walk, each of us lost in the maze of our own thoughts.
"You are welcome to stay with us for as long as you desire," she said with a smile as she opened the door to her home.
"Thank you," I said and then walked through the door.