A Vampire's Life Book 4

Chapter 29 - Josie

Alina is an angel of a baby, sleeps through the night, feeds well, perfect for a first timer like me. Alone with no clue about babies, what a great combination. I grow tired of staring at the walls, looking out the windows at the passing world. The pram sits in the corner of the lounge room almost begging to be taken out.

'Would you like to be taken for a walk...' I frown. 'I suppose it would not be safe to call you by your real name, so maybe your second name then, Stefania... no too uncommon.' I gasp. 'How about Stephanie?'

She grins as she gurgles, grabbing her feet as she lays on my bed.

'You are such a cutie Stephanie.'

I dress her in warm clothes and put her into the pram. The weather was cool outside; I was grateful that Ethan had packed some warm clothes for me. I sat on a park bench that over looked a little park, several buildings lined the outskirts of it. A woman was sitting on the park bench beside mine, papers in her hands, she had tears in her eyes as she read them.

'Are you ok?'

She looks up at me, a middle aged woman, dressed a little dowdy she wiped away the tears.

'Uh, yeah. It's all good.'

Her attention returned to her pieces of paper, I entered her mind, curious to what has upset her. It startles me to find that she and her husband have been refused in their application to adopt a child, too old they told her. I looked at the woman who didn't seem like she was too old. The wind whispered to me that she is perfect. My eyes gazed up at the sky, knowing who it was that was whispering to me.

What is it that you want? Me to give Stephanie to this woman and her husband? The wind whispered that she will be safe with them, he will never find her. Are you planning on sending Miranda here so that we can discuss this? Again, the wind whispered to me, yes.

'My name is Josie.'

She looks up at me, a little smile appears on her pretty face.

'Mary.'

I see the familiar long curly blonde haired woman walking through the park, her petite frame and beautiful features get the attention of a passing cyclist.

'Afternoon.' she smiles at me as she sits down on the seat beside me.

'Hello again.'

Godfrey has been talking to me. Me too, is that her? Yep, Mary. Interesting. Her face looks rather optimistic. Is Godfrey sure of this? Yes, I have spoken to him at length about leaving Alina with humans. Stephanie. Sorry? she frowns at me. I renamed her, Alina is not a safe name. Oh, good thinking. She grins, looking down at her. Godfrey has followed Mary for a while now, observed her and her husband, examined their minds and found them suitable. How did he know of them? Apparently she passed you when you were in the grocery store, Godfrey liked the healthy foods in her basket she giggled in my mind. Did you have something to do with their refusal at the adoption agency? No. She frowns. They were refused, why? Too old. Bah! She's not that old.

'Ok, ready to say goodbye?' she whispers.

I look down at the baby.

'Not really, a month is a long time.'

'Yeah, sorry, took longer than I expected.'

She pats my thigh.

'Come on, it is in her best interest and you have bigger things on your plate.'