I do hope that Sookie learns a lesson and does not jump to conclusions about Bill and Jessica when she shows up for their celebration after work. That would be a pity. She should not forget the sacrifice Bill made for her.
Perhps Jessica fed on Lafayette. Bill fed, but he would not have fed on such a close friend of Sookie's.
Perhaps it was self-interest, but it was fortunate that Sookie did not judge Bill for 'feeding' before he came to see her.
MY VITALS
Occupation: I have been an artist, a soldier, lawyer, teacher, and more
Hometown: Burlington, VT
Current location: mystery (virtually)
Guilty pleasures: Guilty? Should pleasure be 'guilty'? I do enjoy ... Dragon's Bloood, a good story ... I pine for chocolate.
Hero(es): Bill Compton, Sookie StackhouseIn the real world: Julian Bond, Gloria Steinem; people who lead their lives with dignity and in good spirits toward others
My familiars: The Raven & The Wolf
Associations / affiliations / club(s): American Vampire League, Blood Copy
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WHERE I FIT INTO THE WORLD AFTER THE GREAT REVELATION
Do you believe in the vampire virus theory? No
If no, what theory do you believe in? I am not sure. I will await the evidence.
What is your general opinion of vampires? Vampires are tragic figures. Most have not chosen their fate and few enjoy the prospect of living nearly forever or the possiblity of a most violent death. They long to be human but can be seduced by their power. They are to be respected. Vampires are not supernatural.
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DO YOU SUPPORT THE AMERICAN VAMPIRE LEAGUE OR FELLOWSHIP OF THE SUN?
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Why do you support the AVL?
The AVL is branding vampires with a new identity - re-introducing us into middle America, as if we were part of the normal world. And, we are, I'm a big fan of Nan Flanagan's. She is doing a superb job of getting the AVL good press.
Why do you support the Vampire Rights Act?
It's important to recognize that all people are equal, whether they have turned or not. We may have differences and different needs, but we must be treated fairly.
Definition of a vampire:
A Human who has turned Vampire, capable of living for nearly eternity, short of a stake through the heart or undue or excessive exposure to sunlight. Often, a forlorned or tragic figure.
Do you have any prejudices against vampires? None. I am Vampire.
Do you believe in anyother supernatural creatures? Yes, however, I do believe we are all of Nature, not supernatural.
If yes, which ones? Weres, supes, Faeries, Witches, and other beings.
How I turned... I received this ‘gift’ in 1885, long after the war. In Brooklyn, New York. On the anniversary of the signing of the Constitution, September 17th. Having been born on July 2nd, I always felt cheated out of celebrating my birth with the birth of our independence. I had produced many paintings and portraitures in my time. Rest was due me.
I have not missed the sweet irony in the coincidence of mydeathwith the birth of the nation. A great number of us died in what you call ‘car accidents’. In those days horse and buggy accidents were often fatal. We had no protective features, such as safety belts or windows or locked doors. We relied on the obedience of skittish creatures, horses, to cart us safely in darkness and by daylight. We forced them to pull heavy loads – human and other cargo – along cobblestone streets, like skating on ice at any speed. We should have expected more deaths in these circumstances. A nurse attended me. Young, sweet of voice and touch. She convinced the physician there was nothing more he could do. He did not much admire the thought, it seemed, of watching anyone die. As physicians often do, he left this unpleasantness to his staff who had no authority to certify the result.I recall a tenderness in her approach.
My nurse cleaned me, though not with cloth and water. Her tongue bathed my forearm as she stroked my head. She cleared my face of debris and blood. My hair she washed with soap and water. I suppose hair is not so attractive to the taste buds.This unorthodox aid intrigued me. Was this fantasy? Was I deranged from the fall? I gave in to it. At 75, I had not felt a tender touch in years.
Curiously, I began to feel restored. I felt like sitting up. I spoke. My name, I said, was Stearns. I asked where I was. Still silence. As I put my feet to the floor, remaining upright on the narrow cot, I saw her for the first time. She admired her work.
“I don’t understand it. Normally, you are restored to health, perfect health, but not in age.”