Cavers: A Vampire Tale

Allie woke up after a good night’s sleep and felt better than she had for a long time. She got out of bed feeling refreshed and ready for a new exciting day. She dressed and ventured downstairs for breakfast.

  Kay was on the floor scrubbing when she came down. She greeted, “Hey, Kitten, I made a big breakfast for you today.”

  Allie looked at the kitchen table in wide-eyed amazement, not seeing all the food or her mother when she first came in. She turned her nose up at the huge spread. “I can’t eat all that stuff, but thanks anyway.”

  Kay stood up and walked to the table to look at the food. “You expect me to eat all of this by myself? I swear bringing you into this world was a chore I have to rethink.”

  Allie laughed. “You know you love me.” She relented and went to the table, where she picked up a piece of bacon and began to chew. “Where’s Dad?”

  “He was called in early so I got up with him and fixed him breakfast. We had a meal earlier so I need you to sit down, young lady, and have some of this food before it goes to waste.”

  “Mom, I am going to be late. None of that stuff is even good for you.”

  “It’s called breakfast food and since breakfast is the most important meal of the day, young lady, I would suggest you sit down and have a bite.”

  Allie sat and looked over all the food. Her mother had gone overboard again. When would she ever learn? She had made bacon, sausage, and links for the meat portion of the meal. She had eggs for protein - scrambled, fried, and omelets; waffles, toast, pop tarts, and both orange juice and milk. Allie picked up a plate and chose a pop tart and juice. Her mother looked at her funny but she ate the food and proclaimed herself stuffed. Then, she kissed her mother goodbye and was off to school.

  Because she was playing on her phone, Allie failed to notice the rubble where Sara’s house had once stood. Some of the students discussed it, but she ignored them: she was determined not to let them disturb her peace. After the bus stopped, she walked up front to get off, turned to say goodbye to Malcolm – but he wasn’t driving: a short woman gripped the wheel.

  Allie shuffled to her first class to begin her day. There was nothing unusual, nothing out of place or off with the events that unfolded to let her know that trouble brewed. Everything went fine except for one thing: Mrs. Taylor. Instead they had a substitute who informed them that Mrs. Taylor was in a special meeting and would return shortly. She handed out assignment sheets and told the class to complete them in silence.

  At lunchtime she went to her table and waited for Sara – yet Sara never showed. She tried calling her but the phone went to voicemail, and she never received a call back.