Chapter 66

He didn’t look at it. Instead he picked up the video tape. “You should see this, Tyrell.” He turned on the television, slipped the tape into the VCR, and hit play.

I stared at the screen in fascination. Babies coming home from the hospital, birthday parties and pool parties, and a small, reddish-brown dog. Other kids had moms and brothers and sisters, and here were mine.

“Dad!” I turned to my father, to see tears had welled up in his eyes, and spilled down his cheeks.

That was when I knew he still loved her, and it was because of me that she’d taken my older siblings and left.

“It’s…I’ve…Dad, I’m kind of tired. If it’s okay, can I go to bed now?”

“Sure, Ty.” He rewound the tape, popped it out of the VCR, and turned off the television. “Go on. I’ll be up in a couple of minutes to tuck you in.”

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I forced myself back to the present. “How do you know about my family anyway?” I demanded of the vampyre who stood before me

“I’ve always been fascinated by your line.”