"But I have come to free you from the prison of your flesh so you may find paradise again." Amen," Donna hissed.Damien snagged the barrel of the gun a...nd shoved it to the side. The shotgun went off, spraying salt past his chest. The barrel burned his hand, but Damien could ignored the mundane heat. His flesh healed in an instant.He ripped the shotgun from her, spun it, and pumped the action.In a blur almost too fast for the vampire to follow, she produced a silver machete and swung. He blocked. McArthur. Can we help you carry something outside?”Brian looked over at me.“Well, who’s this? Yes, you can help boys, both of you. Oh? You must be Charles and Brian. Welcome, and thank you. How did you know who I was?” she said with a grin.“Mrs. McArthur, you look just like Claire, only prettier.”“Aren’t you the charmer, so you must be Charles and this handsome young man is Brian?”“Yes, Ma’am — you got it in one.”Brian loves that expression.Brian looked over at me again and said quietly,. He had a sister who was six years older. Their mother, Penny, had been ill-equipped to be a mother. At the age of six, Myrtle already had the mothering instincts Penny lacked. She fulfilled the dual roles of big sister and surrogate mother, watching over her baby brother, protecting him from all harm.She kept him from venturing too far and getting lost, from trying too hard and failing, from running too fast and falling, from experimenting and learning. As he grew into adolescence, and then. "Steven, I think we had better leave!" she said."You're not going anywhere, either one of you!" the big cop said."Look Officer, we don't want any trouble. We'll leave now." she said, turning to Steven and looking very worried."Yes Officer." Steven said "We'll gather up our stuff and go." Not so fast!" the cop said and grabbed Steven by the arm and twisted it behind his back. It happened so fast, he hadn't a chance to respond."Leave him alone!" cried Christina.He quickly took out his handcuffs.