Free Vampire - In the Beginning (Vampire Series Book 1) by Charmain Marie Mitchell Page B

told you that if she was here."
    Mary nodded in agreement.  But she didn't know, nobody knew! she silently shouted.  Gulping down the last of her tea, Mary started to rise, but Dawn halted her progress by placing her hand on her arm.
    "But it's more than that, isn't it, love?"  Can I tell her, will she think I'm crazy? Mary thought.
    "You wouldn't believe me if I told you, Dawn," she said with a sigh.
    "Well why don't ya try me and find out...it can't be that bad, love." 
    It is!  She'll think I'm mad! she screamed to herself.
     
    Her troubles rushed briefly through her mind, and she knew, just as Dawn had stated; that she was the only one who could change it all.  Maybe, that change started with her admitting her problem.
     
    "My sweet…?"  Dawn asked, trying to shake Mary from the thoughts that had silenced her.
    It's now or never, Mary thought and glanced up at Dawn's concerned face.  She then dropped her head, and mumbled in a husky whisper, " I see dead people! "
     
     
    Chapter Two
     
    "Well I never!  She always said you could...but you know what she was like, the woman believed in magic, for heaven’s sake.  She would've loved this, been her high delight it would have been..."
    Mary watched, dumbfounded, as Dawn laughed.
    "Did you hear what I said?" she asked, her voice high-pitched and squeaky.
    "Yes, of course I did…" Dawn answered, a hint of laughter still vibrating in her voice.
    "But I don't understand...What's...Well, what is so funny ?" Mary snapped.
     
    Dawn paused, realising Mary was far from happy at what she had just heard.  She then clasped Mary's hand in her own and said, "Your gran, love, she knew you had the gift.  She'd mention it to me often, telling me how you followed after her own mother.  She said one day you would admit it, and until you did, you would never move on with your life...She was a clever woman, you know…not much passed her by, did it?"
     
    They knew!  All those years of thinking she was a lunatic, of thinking that people would think she was crazy, and all the time they knew!
     
    Mary pushed back her chair and abruptly stood.  She was angry, she was more than angry, she was fuming.
    " Well I'm glad you think it’s funny, because I DON'T!  All the years I thought I was mad, and it turns out...Oh my God!  It turns out that you both knew... "  Mary paused in the middle of her rant.  Her eyes were wide, and she was trembling and frantically hyperventilating.
     
    "Now, love, don't be silly now.  Your gran said you needed to admit it to yourself and..." 
    " And what… She was wrong…I needed support, " Mary said, and throwing her hands up in the air she started to move towards the door.
    "Do you ever talk to her?"
     
    Mary stood stock still in the doorway.  Slowly, she turned towards Dawn, tears streaming down her face.
    "No, no I don't...and that is what so annoying...The one person I want to talk to, and I can't!  It stands to reason really, I'm a failure at everything, including talking to dead people!"
     
    Dawn stumbled from her chair and pulled Mary into her arms.  "Don't say that...don't ever say that, you're not a failure, you're wonderful...oh my poor, poor, girl."  Mary clung onto Dawn's warm, plump body, her tears running freely, soaking the older woman’s shoulder.
    "There, there...stop the tears now...come on, stop it...you'll be making yourself ill, you will."
     
    Dawn pulled her towards the table and after pushing her back into a chair, grabbed some paper kitchen roll and put the kettle back on.  Handing the kitchen roll, which served as a make-do hankie, to Mary, she said, "So why now, love...why tell me now?  I mean after all these years, there must be a reason?"
     
    Mary blew her nose and wiped her eyes.  Why now?   She repeated the question silently to herself.  She thought she knew why, but even so, it didn't make sense to her.  How many times had she been visited by lost souls?  Souls crying out for help, help that she