Vampire Hunter: Corey Crowgarden's guide to killing vampires for fun and profit.

Lesson 4 part 2

Bobby stopped in to see his mother but he knew he wouldn't stay long. She had remarried and Bobby had a new half brother who was only a year old and a new step father. He knew he shouldn't feel jealous and be happy for his mother, but sometimes he felt kind of lost in the shuffle all the same.
There had been many years where it had just been the two of them. His Dad was gone, died of a heart attack, but he had been gone from Bobby's life long before that. Gord, his new step dad was nice and he made Bobby's mom happy, happier than Bobby had ever really seen her.
Happier than Bobby had ever been able to do.
So he stopped in and lifted little Zack and said high to his mom, played with the baby for a bit and said all the things he knew he was supposed to say.
How could he fault her when she was this happy, even when he was jealous of little Zack, the golden child. He had promised himself that he would be a good big brother and be there for his half brother, make sure he got the things that Bobby never got.
Gord was a good Dad, better than his own father. He was kind of sympathetic to Corey, Carrie's father. At least he tried to stay around. It got tougher when Carrie's mother thought Corey was crazy, barring him from seeing his daughters until he got help for his "delusions."
So he had a drink, and some toast and changed a diaper and got a hug, check, check, check down the list of how to be a good half brother and half forgotten son.
The lawn in front of the Crowgarden house was tall and thick as a jungle. He was surprised that Gary hadn't called the city already. The lawn mower was relatively new and started on the first pull, but it was still slow going through the long weeds of the front lawn.
Long shadows had slid across the lawn, now that he could see it, and she sun had slipped below the horizon. No call from Carrie, which he thought odd, but he put away the mower as the streetlights turned on.
Patty's boring-mobile was still in the driveway and he would have to move to let her out.
He went inside, surprised that the door wasn't locked like earlier, but maybe Patty was expecting them. He went inside to the kitchen, opened the fridge and looked. There was a pitcher of water, but the fridge was virtually empty.
He poured himself a glass of water and drank it in the kitchen.
Something didn't feel right. He couldn't put his finger on it. He went through the dining room and down the hall. Mrs. Crowgarden's room was at the end on the right.
He noticed that the door was slightly ajar and the only light in the house was coming from the room.
Somehow knowing he shouldn't, he peered through the gap in the door.
He couldn't believe his eyes.
Patty was coldly sitting on the edge of the bed, silent and unmoving. Mrs. Crowgarden, tired and thin was biting at Patty's neck, colour returning to her skin even as Bobby, transfixed, watched.
Mrs. Crowgarden stopped and stood.
"Thank you Patty." she said. "You should rest a while before you go home. Please, forgive me. I hope you can forget all this by tomorrow."
BEEP!
A text lit Bobby's phone. It was surprisingly from Carrie's dad.
"Don't pay the bill, I'm out.
I need a lift"
And the address that seemed very familiar.
Mrs. Crowgarden turned her head and cried "Hello?" but Bobby was already halfway down the hallway. At the back door he yelled, "It's Bobby, Mrs. Crowgarden, I finished cutting the lawn. I'll talk to you later," then he slammed the door shut and walked quickly down the driveway, started the car and left, but not before noticing Carrie's mothers eyes peering through the blinds.