Mar
5
“‘Bill?’ I called. ‘Are you okay?’
Just then he sauntered back in the yard looking positively rosy.
‘Bill,’ I said, feeling old and grim and gray. A dull horror, that really was just a deep disappointment, filled the pit of my stomach.
He stopped in his tracks.
‘They fired at us and killed some of us,’ he said. His fangs gleamed, and he was shiny with excitement.
‘You just killed somebody.’
‘To defend us.’
‘To get vengeance.’
There was a clear difference between the two, in my mind, at that moment. He seemed nonplussed.
‘You didn’t even wait to see if I was okay,’ I said. Once a vampire, always a vampire. Tigers can’t change their stripes. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks. I heard every warning anyone had ever fed me, in the warm drawl of home.” Sookie Stackhouse and Bill Compton - “Living Dead in Dallas”
Just then he sauntered back in the yard looking positively rosy.
‘Bill,’ I said, feeling old and grim and gray. A dull horror, that really was just a deep disappointment, filled the pit of my stomach.
He stopped in his tracks.
‘They fired at us and killed some of us,’ he said. His fangs gleamed, and he was shiny with excitement.
‘You just killed somebody.’
‘To defend us.’
‘To get vengeance.’
There was a clear difference between the two, in my mind, at that moment. He seemed nonplussed.
‘You didn’t even wait to see if I was okay,’ I said. Once a vampire, always a vampire. Tigers can’t change their stripes. You can’t teach an old dog new tricks. I heard every warning anyone had ever fed me, in the warm drawl of home.” Sookie Stackhouse and Bill Compton - “Living Dead in Dallas”
