Page 36 of The Uninvited


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Me:How are you?

Noor:I have been better. They gave me blood in the hospital, and now I am very weak

Me:Same. I miss you

Noor:I am so happy to hear from you. Did your father change his mind?

Me:No. That’s why I’m texting so late—Dad doesn’t need to know about what happens when he’s asleep

Noor:I was awake in any case

We told each other about our attacks. She’d been walking home from work at about six p.m. Le Bec had attacked her on a side street. Fortunately, someone had seen him, and he ran away. I said he’d been waiting for me outside our neighborhood church.

Noor:I think he planned this. Attacking both of us. I am so sorry

Me:For what?

Noor:It is my fault. I knew he was not a good guy

Me:You didn’t make him attack us

Noor:He would not have known you if I had had the courage to break with him. But I knew that he would make things very difficult for me on the street. I had seen him do that to others

Me:Madame Dupuy says he’s a vampire

Me:Sorry for the whiplash

Noor:Like?

Me:Like that

Noor:She is joking?

Me:She says her grandparents were professional vampire killers in Croatia

Noor:I do not know what to say

Me:Agree. It’s kind of a conversation killer. She said she learned to kill a vampire when she was 9. Who does that to a kid?

Noor:…

Me:She said Le Bec could have infected me, but she didn’t think so, because I had a transfusion. She made me look in a mirror to make sure I can see my reflection

Noor:Is she okay in her head?

Me:I think so. She also told me that silver burns vampires. That night in the catas when Le Bec “pretended” to attack me, when he touched the silver necklace I was wearing, he pulled away quick. He acted like it burned him

Noor:I do not know what to say. It sounds so strange

Me:I know; it’s a lot. You don’t have to believe or take a side or anything. But Mme D thinks he’s an extra-bad guy,which he definitely is. So maybe she has some insight here?

Noor:I just looked in the mirror. I am human. And now I feel silly

Me:Same. I know. Mme D actually breathed a big sigh of relief, though

Me:Are we okay? I need you to know that I don’t agree with my dad. You’re not responsible for any of this

Noor:We are okay.