More worryingly, my baby fangs were out, which usually happened only when I was perilously close to tipping over into Mr. Hyde territory. I quickly drew them back in. It didn’t help much. I still looked like Dracula’s daughter. Which was completely unfair, since he’d only been an uncle.
Karen ChanceNobody said anything that time. Or maybe I just wasn’t listening. After all, someone had to keep an eye on the fridge.
Karen Chance