The Vampire’s Servant novel Chapter 122

After school, Gray kissed me goodbye before he headed off to work. Sean and I met up in front of the school and he led me to the car. I couldn’t wait to see his great-uncle. It would work out. I just knew it.

We got in and buckled up before heading for the nursing home. Sean gave me a bit of a rundown on his great-uncle. I nodded as I listened.

“Most of all, I need to warn you about his cat. The Old Man. The thing is older than me. I don’t know how he’s still around. Now that I know my family is full of witches, maybe he’s Uncle Fenton’s familiar. The Old Man hates anyone who isn’t family. Don’t worry if he won’t come over to be pet. Be careful, though, he bites.” Sean said.

“Alright. I won’t pet the cat.” I smiled.

“You’re still riding the high from lunch.” He chuckled.

I nodded and smiled wider. If having my sister and brother around would help keep the curse from taking Victor any further from me, then I was thrilled they’d accepted. I just wanted to be around them, and it led to a break in the curse. It may just be a small one, but it was more than we had before.

A little while later, we were pulling into the parking lot of a large building. It had three stories and a lower level that seemed huge. We parked and I looked around as I got out of the car.

“This is an independent living home. Even though he’s a little over one hundred, my great-uncle is a very independent man. Come on.” Sean said.

I followed him to a covered drive and in the sliding glass doors. There was a long reception desk. There were a few ladies standing behind the desk greeting people.

“Sean! We weren’t expecting you! You usually come on the weekend visitations.” A pretty woman behind the desk said.

“I wanted to introduce my girlfriend to Uncle Fenton.” Sean smiled at her.

I waved a little and wrapped myself around Sean’s arm. She grinned. I thought she would send us away because I wasn’t related, instead, she waved over another lady.

“Sean has a girlfriend, Desi! Come see her! She’s so cute!” The woman squealed.

“Little Sean has a girlfriend?! I’m so happy for you. I always said there was a girl out there who would want a sweet boy like you. You know he comes to visit his great-uncle practically every weekend? He even takes that nasty cat to the vet for Mr. Aimes.” Desi grinned.

“This is Desi and Remi. Remi is Desi’s little sister. She’s been here for three years, but Desi’s been here since I was seven.” Sean told me with a blush.

“I’m Echo. It’s nice to meet you both.” I said with a soft smile.

“She’s precious, Sean. No wonder you brought her to meet Mr. Aimes. He’s just going to adore her.” Remi bounced a little.

“You know the rules about outside guests, Sean.” Desi said solemnly.

“I have a letter from my father. He called my great-uncle so he’s not surprised. We took care of all the formalities. We just need your okay, Desi.” Sean winked.

“The little charmer. Of course you thought of everything. Let me see the letter and I need Echo’s ID.” She waved us closer.

I pulled my ID out of my backpack and handed it to her. She looked at the letter and the ID closely. I gripped Sean’s hand tightly. He squeezed back, like he was telling me to relax.

“Alright. Go ahead. Supper is at five. Make sure your uncle knows to leave that cat in his room. He isn’t allowed in the dining room.”

“Did he try to bring The Old Man down in his jacket again?” Sean laughed.

“At least once a week.” Desi sighed.

Remi giggled. “Any night we do fish. I keep telling Desi to just send a double portion of dinner up to him, but she won’t so we have to chase a cat around during dinner service once a week.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the idea of that. I was betting the cat didn’t like it any more than they did. It made me wish I’d had some sort of treat for the cat.

Sean pulled me through the lobby, saying hello to the occasional older person who called out to him. I loved seeing him like this. He was certainly popular with the people in the home.

We boarded the elevator. I hadn’t been in one before, but Harmony explained it to me once. Sean hit the button with the number three on it and the elevator lurched a little before it started going up. I gripped the side rails.

“Are you okay, Echo?” Sean asked.

“This is the first time I’ve been in an elevator.” I admitted. “It’s weird.”

He chuckled a little. “You’ll get used to it. Just stand like you normally do. This one has a bit of a rough spot, it’s not breaking or dropping, just old.”

I didn’t understand what he meant until the elevator dinged for the third floor then shook and dropped a little. I squealed and grabbed onto Sean. He sighed.

“You’re safe, Echo. I told you, it’s a bit of a rough stop. Come on.” Sean said, pulling me off the elevator.

We walked down the hall until Sean stopped at a door. He knocked and we waited. After a few minutes, an older man answered.

He had mostly white hair with some darker gray bits in it. The hair ringed around the back of his head. He had hazel looking eyes and a friendly smile. He was shorter than me and a little hunched over as he stood in front of us.

“Sean? There you are, my boy. Is this the girl you wanted me to meet? She’s a little young for me, but I’ll make her feel like a queen.” Fenton Aimes III chuckled.

“Very funny, Uncle Fenton. This is Echo.” Sean told him.

“Come in, no point visiting in the hallway and my old bones don’t like standing for too long anymore.” He said.

We walked into his home. It was small. There was a little kitchen to the left and a two seater table on the linoleum. Past that was a tiny living room with a couch and a recliner around a coffee table, both were pointed at a television that was currently off. A sliding glass door behind it led to a balcony and there was an open door off to the side. I assumed that was his bedroom.

Sean and I sat on the couch. His great-uncle groaned a little as he settled into the recliner. He indicated a plate of sandwich cookies and two cans of apple juice.

“I’m not supposed to have these, but Remi snuck them to me when I told her I was expecting guests today.” Fenton winked.

“Thank you.” I replied.

“You got yourself a cute little girlfriend, my boy.” He told Sean.

“She’s not my girlfriend, Uncle Fenton. Just my friend.”

“Oh.” Fenton sighed a little dejected.

I pulled out my phone and pulled up a picture I’d taken of Rosario and Sean. I handed it to Fenton with a smile.

“That’s Sean’s girlfriend.” I explained.

“Damn, boy. She looks like a model. How’d you manage that? The old Aimes charm?” He chuckled.

“Echo.” Sean hissed.

“Oh, your friend played wing woman. Understandable. Sometimes it takes a girl to get a girl.”

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