It's a sweet setup, I'll admit. For all that the maids STILL show up each day with jumbo crucifixes, jumpy movements, and red eyes from crying over the short straw that drew them vampire duty.' Yesterday, she'd just stopped herself from raising her clenched hands above her head and chasing one of them around the room groaning, 'I vant to suck your blood.

It was easy to fool the three of us (tween boys), who were naked with innocence.

When death, the great Reconciler, has come, it is never our tenderness that we repent of, but our severity.

You must always know what it is that you want.

Written By Paulo Coelho

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