squeal?”
We grew silent, and I tried to listen. All I heard was a faint whistle in the wind. I looked at my grandpa questionably.
My grandpa said, “It is a Blue Crow. It is bigger than the size of Texas through Missouri. Blue in color, as well. Only Vampires can hear their cry.”
“What do we do?” I asked frantically.
“They only cry like that, when they are in labor,” he said.
“How long will that last?” I asked hastily.
“Just a few more minutes,” he said, with hands on his hips, enjoying the sunlight.
I watched, helplessly, as Mason hunched over. I brushed back his hair trying to calm him down, and said, “It hurts my ears!”
“I don’t think I want to be a vampire. They are not all perfect and glamorous, like how they are portrayed on television,” I said smiling.
The screeching stopped, and Mason looked up at me. I held his face in my hand and smiled. He took his hands away from his head and instantly grabbed my face on both sides. I felt shocked, and unsure of what he would do next.
He stared at me, and the next thing I know, he placed his lips on mine. He pulled away and I could feel my eyes widen. He smiled at me and said, “Thanks for trying to help, Milly.”
“No problem,” I stammered. Wow! My first kiss! I thought to myself.
“It is still noon, here, so we need to keep going. Cumberland’s daytime hours run about twenty-four hours. The nighttime hours, are the same. But, during nighttime, you can’t see. There are no stars or Moon here. So we need to keep going. I want us to free the land creatures as well,” my grandpa said, while eyeballing Mason and me.
I heard a stick crack, and turned to see Jack facing the edge of the forest. Mason said, “Owe!”
I asked lightly, “What’s wrong?”
He answered me, “The sound of that stick hurt my ears.”
My grandpa told us, “You may suffer from hearing sensitivity. That screech, if you were closer, would have made you lose your hearing.”
“How do you know all of this? You are a normal human being,” Mason asked rudely.
“A dear friend of mine experienced it as well. You might know of him, or heard of him at least.”
Mason shook his head unsure like.
“Well, his name is Holden Bridges. Are you sure you don’t know of him?” my grandpa asked with a smile.
“You were friends with my father?” Mason asked.
“Yes, yes I was. That is why I am here. I promised him I would come back for him. I intend on keeping that promise.”
Alistabella said, “Here, Mason. Have these. They may help.”
I looked over and seen two small sponge like plugs. She said, “They are ear plugs. Just your basic sponge, missing a piece of itself.”
He told her, “Thank you.”
Murphy soon came hopping out of the water, and said, “I just got done spreading the secret word about you guys. I only told the ones that do not want to side with Carolyn.”
“Oh, sweetie! That was kind of you,” Alistabella said.
Murphy the Nen leaned down, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He said, “I had to. We were all about to lose hope, and just die off.”
I told Murphy, “You guys have suffered long enough.”
Murphy held Alistabella’s
We grew silent, and I tried to listen. All I heard was a faint whistle in the wind. I looked at my grandpa questionably.
My grandpa said, “It is a Blue Crow. It is bigger than the size of Texas through Missouri. Blue in color, as well. Only Vampires can hear their cry.”
“What do we do?” I asked frantically.
“They only cry like that, when they are in labor,” he said.
“How long will that last?” I asked hastily.
“Just a few more minutes,” he said, with hands on his hips, enjoying the sunlight.
I watched, helplessly, as Mason hunched over. I brushed back his hair trying to calm him down, and said, “It hurts my ears!”
“I don’t think I want to be a vampire. They are not all perfect and glamorous, like how they are portrayed on television,” I said smiling.
The screeching stopped, and Mason looked up at me. I held his face in my hand and smiled. He took his hands away from his head and instantly grabbed my face on both sides. I felt shocked, and unsure of what he would do next.
He stared at me, and the next thing I know, he placed his lips on mine. He pulled away and I could feel my eyes widen. He smiled at me and said, “Thanks for trying to help, Milly.”
“No problem,” I stammered. Wow! My first kiss! I thought to myself.
“It is still noon, here, so we need to keep going. Cumberland’s daytime hours run about twenty-four hours. The nighttime hours, are the same. But, during nighttime, you can’t see. There are no stars or Moon here. So we need to keep going. I want us to free the land creatures as well,” my grandpa said, while eyeballing Mason and me.
I heard a stick crack, and turned to see Jack facing the edge of the forest. Mason said, “Owe!”
I asked lightly, “What’s wrong?”
He answered me, “The sound of that stick hurt my ears.”
My grandpa told us, “You may suffer from hearing sensitivity. That screech, if you were closer, would have made you lose your hearing.”
“How do you know all of this? You are a normal human being,” Mason asked rudely.
“A dear friend of mine experienced it as well. You might know of him, or heard of him at least.”
Mason shook his head unsure like.
“Well, his name is Holden Bridges. Are you sure you don’t know of him?” my grandpa asked with a smile.
“You were friends with my father?” Mason asked.
“Yes, yes I was. That is why I am here. I promised him I would come back for him. I intend on keeping that promise.”
Alistabella said, “Here, Mason. Have these. They may help.”
I looked over and seen two small sponge like plugs. She said, “They are ear plugs. Just your basic sponge, missing a piece of itself.”
He told her, “Thank you.”
Murphy soon came hopping out of the water, and said, “I just got done spreading the secret word about you guys. I only told the ones that do not want to side with Carolyn.”
“Oh, sweetie! That was kind of you,” Alistabella said.
Murphy the Nen leaned down, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He said, “I had to. We were all about to lose hope, and just die off.”
I told Murphy, “You guys have suffered long enough.”
Murphy held Alistabella’s
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