Monday, May 18, 2015
Lisa's Private Thoughts December 11th, 2012 - "Nathan, Mirrors and My Sweet 16th Birthday Party"... Conclusion
My heart was in my throat as he pulled me close for one last spin and I whispered, "I love you Uncle Nathan."
"I know," he smiled and finished our dance by putting me in a dip. "But, it's Nathan or Nathaniel from now on. You're not a little girl anymore Lisa. And since I age way slower than anyone else around here, having you still call me 'uncle' is going to get people wondering and I can't have that."
Stunned and a little disappointed I nodded and muttered, "Okay, Nathan."
Then he stood me upright and kissed my hand, while the room broke out in thunderous applause. I smiled as best I could under the circumstances. I'd just declared my love for this man and all he could say was "I know..." and then told me to drop the 'uncle' part. This was NOT how I had hoped things would go. What the hell had just happened?
But before I could dwell on things further some of my friends rushed over and dragged me to one of the crystal tables so we could sit and talk. I was too stunned to do anything but go along and soon, they had me in a much better mood. Yet, I couldn't believe how Nathan had reacted to what I'd said to him. Did he think I wasn't serious? I offered him my heart for crying out loud!
I tried to hold onto my annoyance with him, but it was slowly forgotten as friends handed me presents and told me how blown away they were by how much my family had done to set this place up. My dad had been passing by at that moment and said, "Actually, this was all Nathan's doing. He's spent the last few months planning this party and getting things arranged. Mind you he did consult with us and we gave the approval. But most of this was him."
"Oh my God, I want to see if he'll help set up my next birthday," one of the girls sighed. "This is so cool. I mean look, we can even see our reflections in the table."
Suddenly I stiffened and looked down.
Sure enough, she was right. I could see all their reflections in the tabletop, along with my own. Panicking I looked around and spotted Nathan coming towards us. Forgetting how angry I was with him I jumped up out of my seat and intercepted him saying, "I want another dance," and dragged him out onto the floor.
Then I remembered how shiny and polished the dance floor would be and looked down. Immediately I let out a sigh of relief. The entire floor was covered by a thin was covered by a thin layer of colored fog.
Immediately I let out sigh of relief.
As if reading my mind Nathan smiled. "I thought about how shiny the floor is and how it shows people's reflections," he said proudly.
In the background a slow song came on and I allowed him to pull me in for a slow Rumba. I tried not getting too close to him, but when dancing a Rumba you have to be practically joined at the waist.
"Too bad you didn't think about the crystal tables!" I shot back. "They show reflections too!"
Immediately, his face turned into a mask of embarrassment. For several seconds he kept opening and closing his mouth without saying a word. Finally he managed one word, "Oops."
"Is that all you can say for yourself! Oops!" I hissed "Not everyone here knows about you!"
"Which is why all the mirrors on the walls and in the restrooms are made without silver," he pointed out. "They use a different backing that does reflect my image, so we're safe. Why are you so upset?"
"Because..." I began but then my words disappeared.
But once again, he seemed to know my thoughts and said quietly, "I know you meant it when you said you love me, Lisa. And believe me, of all the people and godchildren I've watched over these last fifteen decades, you've become extremely dear and important to me. So I'll make you this offer. It's one I've made to others before, but as you know, no one's taken me up on it."
Catching my breath I nodded, "Go on."
"As I said earlier, you're no longer a child but a young woman," he said brushing my cheek with his as he leaned in close so only I could hear him. "But I'm over a hundred and fifty years old. I look like I'm in my late twenties. I need you to catch up a bit first. So, I want you to LIVE! You must go on dates, go places, see things, maybe fall in love a couple of times along the way. Some of them won't work out, but one might. But if none have by the time you've gotten closer to my 'apparent' age, if you still want to be with me... if I'm still the one you want to love and marry, I WILL make you my bride."
"Really? You mean it?" I gasped pulling back so I could look straight at him. Even before he could reply, I could see the answer in his blue eyes, he meant every word.
Still he answered, "Yes," as the fog suddenly rose up and hid us from sight. That was when he kissed me, I mean really kissed me, as if we were already lovers.
After several moments our lips parted. Before he could speak I told him, "Now I can hardly wait to hit my late twenties."
"But you have to live first," he gently reminded me. "You have to get out and enjoy life. Date other people and explore the world."
"I will," I promised as we finished our dance and the fog slowly fell back to the floor.
That was of course the highlight of the night for me. Mind you, the rest of the evening was just as fantastic. Marisa did make an appearance but could only stay an hour, but still it meant a lot to me. I spent the rest of the evening walking on air. It's been a magical night and one I will always remember and treasure.
And I will keep my promise to Nathan. I will start dating and exploring all that life and the world have to offer. Then, when I turn twenty-nine, unless my life has taken an unexpected turn, I will go to him and become his wife.
Thursday, October 30, 2014
*HAPPY HALLOWEEN everyone! I decided to give you all an early treat by sharing a snippet from "The Vampyre Blogs" novel itself. Unlike the other entries you've seen here on this blog, this entry actually shows up in the book. I was careful to choose this particular entry since all three characters are well known to you by now. Plus it doesn't give too much away, while hopefully leaving you with some questions to think about until the novel's release at Christmas. So without further ado, here are Marisa, Lisa and Nathaniel. I hope you enjoy*
MARISA’S MUSINGS - October 7th, 2012
It’s been such a strange day, especially this evening. I still don’t know what think at the moment.
Waking up and finding Dad was still at home sitting in front of the TV just like in my dreams, gave me a start. Especially when I saw he looked a little greyish, but then Mom opened the curtains and I saw he was just tired. I literally blew a sigh of relief, but it still set me on edge for the rest of the day.
Unfortunately, most of my classes were on the quiet and boring side today, which meant I kept worrying about my dad.
Thank God Lisa was in all of them with me. I don’t know what I would’ve done without her around trying to distract me. But I still couldn’t get that damn dream out of my head. It had felt so real. Then, just as we arrived at The Crypt, I started wondering if it had actually been some kind of warning. The idea it might be really put me on edge.
Unfortunately, that’s when Dianne showed up and started in with me, as usual. Normally I can ignore her comments, but tonight, I just couldn’t. God I feel so bad about what happened. Poor Lisa got caught up in things and could’ve wound up getting hurt if Nathaniel hadn’t stepped in when he did.
I still feel bad about blowing up at him the way I did at the time. But that’s not the only thing that’s bothering me about him. After tonight, I can’t look at him the same way I used to.
Finding out he was once married and that his wife pass away in his arms, really hit me hard. I guess that’s why I kissed him the way I did. I just wanted to wipe away the pain I knew he was experiencing at that moment, along with my own. I didn’t tongue him or anything, but for a second I nearly did. Something about him that made me feel so alive that I didn’t want it to stop. But I remembered Lisa was with us and I know she has a crush on him. So I backed off. But a part of me wanted to go right back to kissing him. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone so bad in all my life.
And truth be told, I still want him. But I’m also a little leery of him, because of because of what happened next.
I excused myself and started to fix my make-up. After all that crying I’d done earlier, I knew I must look like hell.
Nathaniel was kind enough to walk away and give me my space, while Lisa checked on me quick before she went over to join him at the window. As I heard the two of them talking quietly, I stole a glance over my shoulder. Lisa was hanging onto him in a playful way, and I started to get jealous for a moment.
Quickly, I shook my head and pulled out my compact so I could use the mirror as I fixed my make-up. Surprisingly, I didn’t look too bad and was able to make myself presentable rather quickly.
Then I decided to use the mirror to take another at Lisa and Nathaniel to see what they were up to. And that’s when it happened. I could see Lisa still acting if she were draped all over Nathaniel, only he wasn’t there.
I blinked and stared at the mirror again, but the image had not changed. From the way Lisa was positioned, I knew she had to be hanging onto someone, because there was no way she could keep her balance in that pose. But there was no one there.
Carefully I took another look over my shoulder and saw the two of them just as I had before. Then I looked back at my mirror and saw only Lisa holding on to empty air. I let out a little gasp and dropped everything, including the compact which shattered on impact.
Immediately, Lisa came rushing over to see what was wrong and quickly helped me gather everything. Nathaniel on the other had stayed by the window. He seemed to be in deep thought.
Naturally, I didn’t tell either of them what I saw, or rather what I didn’t see. Instead, after Lisa helped me get all my make-up back in the purse, I told them I felt like going back down to the dance floor. I’d remembered there were huge mirrors on the walls down there and wanted to see what would happen when we got down there.
To my amazement and relief, I saw all three of our reflections in every one of them. At that point I was fully ready to believe my eyes had simply played a trick on me.
But now my mind has gone back to the day in my Aunt Betsy’s office when I first met Nathaniel. She had brought in those beautiful fresh cut flowers. But after he went near them to get his coat and hat, we’d found them black and withered.
Is he what I think he is? I’ve seen enough movies to know all the signs. Yet, I saw his reflection in the mirrors of the club. Plus he has a bunch of mirrors in his home which I’ve seen him use.
No, I think I’ve just been stressing out too much lately. There’s no such thing as vampires. Right?