Dhampir Love

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Authors: Shirlee Lewis
evening,” Tony said, calmly.
         “That will be fine, son.  I’ll wait for your call.” Victor hung up.
         Tony hung up the phone and sat beside me at the table.  He looked at me with confusion in his eyes.  “What is it Tony?” I asked.
         “Father and I have an important meeting to attend in Italy next month.”
         “What kind of meeting?” I asked.
         “Apparently, it has something to do with Dhampir’s.   Father didn’t go into details.  He said I have to attend the meeting. Something to do with rules for our kind,” Tony mumbled.   
         “If you have to go,” trailing off the sentence.
        First thing that came to my mind was Mildred.  Surely, she was just trying to rattle me.  I couldn’t let that bother me.
         “I have no choice,” Tony said, and then hung his head.  “I don’t want to leave you here.”
         Placing my hand under his chin, I tried to get him to look at me.  “Tony—if you have no choice—I understand.  I’m sure Jennifer will let me stay with her while you attend this meeting.”
         Tony didn’t look up.  He sat with his head almost touching his chest.  I got up, walked behind him and hugged him tight.  He reached for the calendar and flipped it to February.  Turning the page to March, Tony sighed.
         “Have you ever attended one of these meetings?”
         “No,” he whispered. “I don’t know what to expect either.”
         “If it’s just about rules then there shouldn’t be a problem.”  Tony needed to get his mind off of this meeting.   “Would you like to go to the park today?”  I asked, closing the calendar.  I glanced toward the window and looked at the sky.  A few clouds lingered, but the day seemed promising for no rain. 
         Tony kept his head down.  “Sure.”
         Arriving at the park, we made our way to the duck pond and watched the ducks swimming in the water. The ducks, of course, went to the other side of the pond when Tony was halfway across the bridge. I could tell he was thinking too hard about the meeting.  I wasn’t going to bring it up either.    We sat on the bench facing the pond enjoying the quiet.
         “ Were you looking at the calendar for any particular reason?” he asked, with sarcasm and a half grin.
         “I was just looking.”  Maybe this was his way of getti ng the meeting off his mind.
          Tony turned toward me putting his arm around me. H is free hand moved to my chin, turning my face toward him.  “When would you like to be my wife?” he asked seriously.
         “I was thinking of a June wedding.  It’s warmer and we could have it outside. ”  I laid my head on Tony’s shoulder and placed my hand on his leg.  He put his hand on mine and intertwined our fingers.
         “What day in June?” he asked. 
         I reached down into my purse and pulled out the day planner. Looking over June, I pointed to the twenty-fifth.  A little over three months away, and that would give us plenty of time to plan and get ready.  Tony would invite his parents. I would invite my small number of friends. We didn’t need a big wedding and the only church in town was nice and small.  It would accommodate everyone.       Reverend Malcolm could perform the ceremony.  The park was also a good place too.
         “T he church or…,” I said, looking around the park. 
         “Please don’t say the park,” he smirked, turning up his nose. Tony didn’t like the idea of ducks at our wedding.  The ducks didn’t care for Tony being here either.  They were keeping their distance from him. Tony raised his eyebrow.  “We have a little while to decide where we can get married.  Not the duck pond or any part of the park,” he said.  “Let’s walk, okay.”
         We walked over to the playground.  Tony sat in the swing.  I went to the picnic table and watched him

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