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  After school ended—this wasn’t soon enough for me. I pulled into a parking lot at the local Thriftway. There wasn’t much to choose from in town. The shops were lined up on either side of the main road. A “Dazzled by Twilight” shop took up most of the corner. I hadn’t actually been inside yet but could guess what was inside. Vampire teeth, garlic bulb necklaces that looked like they should be hanging from a kid’s window, like in the movie Salem’s Lot.

  Last time I checked, Vampires weren’t supposed to sparkle. I mean, come on. They drank blood and the sun should kill them or at least hinder them. Bram Stoker had it right, or at the very least, Anne Rice. I hadn’t even read the Twilight books but I had heard enough about them to get the gist of what every girl was gobbing about. It was like Romeo and Juliet on a toothache-worthy sugar- high.

  Grabbing hold of Peggy Sue’s handle, I climbed out into another downpour. Pulling my little kid slicker over my head, I ran through large puddles to the store.