Vamps

In which we learn that marshes are awfully muddy.

In which we learn of a hunger for cheese.

In which we learn that Glizelda forbidid it.

In which we learn of Jean’s veracious tenacity.

In which we learn that the evidence seems irrefutable.

In which we learn very little.

In which we learn what Jean’s whittering on about.

In which we learn that Mariana didn’t ask for credentials.

In which we learn that Glizelda isn’t entirely sure she ever actually thought to ask.

In which we learn that Glizelda’s forgotten it.