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whom might be inclined to notice cuts and scrapes that healed over too quickly. “But, as I’ve already explained to you, it gets dark very late during the summer months. It’s not practical for you two to spend much of your evenings at the park right now. Most boys and girls your age are already home in their beds and fast asleep.”
    “Why can’t we go there during the day like the other children do?”
    Because you’re not like the other children . Damian sighed. No. That was another point he need not mention. Marc was over-sensitive enough on the subject. “Because you’re already very lucky in that you get to stay up all night. I’m sure all those other children wish they could do the same.”
    Julie frowned. “I don’t want to go to the park during the day. The sun makes my head hurt—my tummy too.”
    “That’s ’cause we can’t ever eat when we’re there,” Marc said. “The other kids do. They have sandwiches and cookies and things like that. I bet that’s why the sun doesn’t bother them. They like it when it’s sunny!”
    Julie’s eyes abruptly silvered. “They do not, Marc! You’re making that up. That’s stupid.”
    Marc snarled back at her, his fangs dropping plainly into view. “I’m not making it up. You’re stupid.”
    “Am not!”
    “Are too!”
    “Children!” Damian scowled at them both. “Enough! I will not stand for you calling each other names. You will both calm down— inmediatamente —and apologize at once.”
    The twins scowled mutinously at him, their little chests heaving as they fought to regain control. Finally, their fangs safely back within their gums, their eyes returned to normal, they muttered, “Sorry,” in grudging tones. But then Marc fixed Damian with a stubborn glare. “Tell her I’m right. Youknow it’s true. They do like it. They said so.”
    Damian nodded. “ Sí . It’s very possible they did. And if it makes you feel any better, I’m sure when the two of you are older you won’t mind the sun so much either. I know it’s hard right now, but you just have to be patient, mis niños . Everything will get easier with time. When you’re older, you’ll be able to do almost anything you want.” At least he hoped that would be the case.
    “But maybe if we ate the same food they eat, like cookies or something, we wouldn’t have to wait until we’re older.”
    “No, Marc.” Damian shook his head. “No matter what kind of meal you ate, or when you ate it, you still would not be at your best when the sun is shining. That’s just the way things are, chico . And cookies are not even a meal—as I know I’ve told you several times already. They’re something children eat just for the fun of it.” He lifted Julie from the counter and set her on her feet. “But all this talk of cookies reminds me of something I’d almost forgotten. Are you two ready now to hear about the surprise I promised you yesterday?”
    The twins both nodded.
    “ Bueno .” Damian smiled. “As it happens, I got up early today and went to the store while you were both still asleep and bought some supplies. Tonight I thought we would all learn how to bake cookies. And then, maybe, the next time you see the other children at the park, or perhaps if we invite them back here to play some time, you can share your snacks with them. Does that sound like something you’d enjoy, niños ?”
    “Yes!” Marc bounced excitedly. “I would! I would!”
    “What kind of cookies are we making?” Julie asked cautiously. “Are they good? Will I like them?”
    “I hope so, chica . I bought enough ingredients to make several kinds, so I’m sure at least one of them will suit you. I thought we’d make chocolate chip cookies and oatmeal raisin and peanut butter and something called Snickerdoodles—although possibly not all of them tonight.”
    Julie giggled. “Snickerdoodles? That’s funny. Why’s it called that?”
    Damian shrugged. “I have no idea, niña . But they’re made