Chapter Four: 1899
How To Catch An Invisible Man
The new-fallen snow glittered under the bright moon like the unseen stars above. The Foresight Coven House had a large front yard, showcasing the snow’s white beauty
The white blanket seemed magical. It almost felt to Annabelle like the snow wasn’t normal.
She ignored the silly thought and relaxed on the porch swing. A new book rested on her lap while
snuggled under her arm. Charlotte
“Next year I’ll finally turn nine.” The child vampire said with glee. “I’ve been eight for a hundred years and I can’t wait to be older.” She tried to make her voice deeper when she said ‘older’ but failed. Ann suppressed a smile.
Memories flooded Annabelle’s head. She remembered the night she woke after living a hundred years as an eleven-year-old. Her body hurt and she had to relearn some abilities, but it was glorious to finally age. Sure, others would still treat her as a child, but she was slowly catching up.
As long as Annabelle could remember, people were amazed at how mature she behaved. Working with her father in his bookbinding business at a young age helped her mature a little faster.
People assumed she was ignorant, so she simply worked around that obstacle. Now, after two hundred years of people looking down on her, she couldn’t imagine anything else. It simply meant more opportunities to prove them wrong.
beam with enough excitement to
light the world. This little one will
have the same life as Annabelle, resetting expectations with everyone she
Her soft voice began to whine, “I don’t want to wait another hundred years Annabelle. Can’t you tell them I’m old enough?”
“I’m sorry but the last thing I want is another vampire prankster sneaking around.”
Annabelle couldn’t stop a laugh from escaping. “That was pretty funny. Listen, I’ll consider it, all right?”
The child’s eyes lit up like the moon. “Hurray! I can’t wait to tell the others.” She flew out of Ann’s arms and five feet into the air. A light giggle escaped her lips as she sped through the front door, almost clipping Roland’s ear.
“Hey! Why’s she in such a hurry?” He crossed to the wooden banister and leaned back against it.
“She wants to start pranking once she Advances.”
He rolled his eyes. “Oh no. Not another one. The twins have been tricking me for two hundred years. I can’t take another one of them.”
She laughed. “The big bad vampire pirate is afraid of a couple of children?”
“Evil children. Last week they filled my cape with molasses. Molasses, Annabelle!”
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