Comments on 'A Further Description and How His Life Became Indebted to Me'

Comments on 'A Further Description and How His Life Became Indebted to Me' It wasn't an obvious thing...not really. Anyone could excuse his love for gore as just being a typical teenage boy. He voice was rough and full of angst; not at all the way their voices are usually described. So, forgive me for not realizing it at once. There was a certain jauntiness to his walk, as though his mind could change in the blink of an eye. And it often did. "So, Evie," he started, when I had flung open my front door to find him there. "You've found me out." He simply stated it. Didn't yell, didn't whisper. He just said it void of all emotion. "I don't know _what_ you're talking about, Alex." He fingered his pierced nose. "Don't be coy with me!" His hand caught the door as it began to close. "If you value your life, Evie White, you will not tell a soul." "I'm not going to tell anyone," I swallowed. "But you may won't to step inside before that silver bullet hits you." 2008-05-13T00:19:22Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/30306 Comment on A Further Description and How His Life Became Indebted to Me <p>Ah, the good ole vampire stories of Laine P. Grey. Hey, write about what you know. Good little ficlet.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/30306?basename=61934 2008-05-13T00:19:22Z Stovohobo http://ficlets.com/authors/stovohobo