Page 17 – My Writing

Petra’s Response

Dear Vince, I first want to say thank you. Thank you for trusting in me enough to confide in me. Now to

Dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit. Vince swore to himself as he left the motel room. He knew there was something there, some kind

Trish had enjoyed her time out with John and helping him shop. He seemed to like her, at least well enough to

She found herself backed up against the wall of the small motel room she was sharing with her partner for this job.

Jasper tucked JJ into bed. It was cute. He liked the gesture, and it warmed his heart. This Trish girl was something

Independence did not come easy – or cheaply, for that matter. Early on, Petra did what she could to scavenge vitae for

For a moment, there was nothing but darkness, and the sound of people breathing. After a moment, some quiet cursing, and the

It had taken some time for her to grow accustomed to being known as Petra, simply because she had been born with

“Need….me…” she gasped, desperately trying to pry the hands that grasped her throat away, to at least loosen them, so she could

Jasper looked at the door for a moment after Trish left. He didn’t like lying to her, but it was a necessity.