The Werewolf Whisperer

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purchased items at the local clothing store.  They bought clothes for everyone.  They bought me some comfy plaid pajamas.  I’m used to sleeping naked, so wearing any kind of nightwear made me uncomfortable and itchy.
    It was a couple days before the next full moon.  We were all watching Survivor on the tube.  Tommy made eye contact with me across the room and mouthed, “I’m in.” I nodded and was very pleased.  I turn my head and watched another blindside at tribal council.  Damn I loved Survivor.
    It was the day of the first full moon. I went into Tommy’s room and he was lying on his bed listening to his MP3 player.
    “What you listening to?” I asked.
    “Some old-school Bobby Brown.”
    “Nice.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Tonight is the first night of the full moon.”
    “I realize that, Josiah. This isn’t my first rodeo.”
    “Just so I’m clear. You only turn into a werewolf when the full moon is seen at night?
    “Yes.”
    “And you shift back to a Carni during the day?”
    “Yes.”
    “How many days does it last?”
    “Three nights.”
    “Perfect! That will be enough time to do what I want to do.”
    “Are you going to let me in on your plan?” Tommy inquired looked downa t his MP3 player.
    “Yes, but I don’t want you to worry about it just yet. We’ll talk more tomorrow.”
    “I sure hope you know what you’re doing.”
    “I have a hunch, Tommy. I’m not sure where it came from. Let’s hope it’s from a higher power.”
    Tommy stared at me for a few seconds and shook his head and laughed. “Let’s hope so, Josiah.” He then turned his attention back to his MP3 player.  “If you don’t mind, Bobby is waiting.”
    “By all means Tommy Boy , that’s your prerogative .”
    “Cute, Josiah.” Tommy put on his headphones and put his head back.
    I went into the kitchen. Hector, Wyatt, Lena, and Yari were all sitting at the table drinking from Styrofoam cups.
    “Good evening sunshine,” Lena said with a little flirtation in her voice. I smiled in her direction. Our eyes met and we took a moment and allow each other in for a second. I hadn’t tried to get closer to her the past couple weeks. I knew I had feelings. She knew I wasn’t going anywhere. So why rush into something?
    “Do you ever have cravings, Josiah?” Wyatt asked.
    “For blood? No, not yet. But I did enjoy Goliath’s blood the other night when I got a taste of it.”
    “That didn’t send your cravings into orbit?  That doesn’t make any sense.” Yari chimed in. “All Mani have intense cravings, almost from the get go.”
    Yari looked at me with skepticism.
    “What?  Do you don’t think I’m not a real Mani?” I said.               “The protruding incisors and that fact I get fried in the sun isn’t enough for you?”
    “I just don’t like it that you can eat like a teenage boy still. It isn’t fair.”
    “Seriously, Yari, has any of this been fair to any of us?”
    “You have gotten the better end of the stick, you have to at least admit that Josiah.” Lena added.
    “Oh, don’t you start with me, little Missy. Thanks to Yari, Wyatt, and Hector, I’m who I am.”
    “And thanks to Atticai, Yari, and you I’m who I am.” Lena reputed.
    “Touché,’” I said.
    “You two just need to have sex and get it over with.” Yari just came out and said.
    “No one is having sex with anybody,” I said.  “Unless that’s how you and Hector roll?”  I shot Wyatt a look and grinned playfully.
    “Very funny,” Wyatt said.  “I got more tail in the 20’s to last any man a lifetime.”
    “Hey, Josiah?” Hector spoke up. “Did your ...” Hector awkwardly looked in the direction of my groin.
    “Did my… what?” I asked.
    “You know, did your.... you know?” He eyed my package again.
    “Did my what?” I said again. “Quit looking down at me, you perv.”
    “I think what he’s trying to ask you,” Yari said. “Did little Josiah get bigger when you became

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