Chapter 2
The bridal shop was just off 70 West inSt. Peters. It was called The Maiden Voyage. Cute. There was a
pizza place on one side of it and a beauty salon on the other. It was called Full Dark Beauty Salon. The
windows were blacked out, outlined in bloodred neon. You could get your hair and nails done by a vampire, if you wanted to.
Vampirism had only been legal for two years in theUnited States of America. We were still the only country in the world where it was legal. Don't ask me; I didn't vote for it. There was even a movement to give the vamps the vote. Taxation without representation and all that.
Two years ago if a vampire bothered someone I just went out and staked the son of a bitch. Now I had to get a court order of execution. Without it, I was up on murder charges, if I was caught. I longed for the good old days.
There was a blond mannequin in the wedding shop window wearing enough white lace to drown in. I am
not a big fan of lace, or seed pearls, or sequins. Especially not sequins. I had gone out with Catherine twice to help her look for a wedding gown. It didn't take long to realize I was no help. I didn't like any of them.
Catherine was a very good friend or I wouldn't have been here at all. She told me if I ever got married I'd change my mind. Surely being in love doesn't cause you to lose your sense of good taste. If I ever buy a gown with sequins on it, someone just shoot me.
The bridal shop was just off 70 West inSt. Peters. It was called The Maiden Voyage. Cute. There was a
pizza place on one side of it and a beauty salon on the other. It was called Full Dark Beauty Salon. The
windows were blacked out, outlined in bloodred neon. You could get your hair and nails done by a vampire, if you wanted to.
Vampirism had only been legal for two years in theUnited States of America. We were still the only country in the world where it was legal. Don't ask me; I didn't vote for it. There was even a movement to give the vamps the vote. Taxation without representation and all that.
Two years ago if a vampire bothered someone I just went out and staked the son of a bitch. Now I had to get a court order of execution. Without it, I was up on murder charges, if I was caught. I longed for the good old days.
There was a blond mannequin in the wedding shop window wearing enough white lace to drown in. I am
not a big fan of lace, or seed pearls, or sequins. Especially not sequins. I had gone out with Catherine twice to help her look for a wedding gown. It didn't take long to realize I was no help. I didn't like any of them.
Catherine was a very good friend or I wouldn't have been here at all. She told me if I ever got married I'd change my mind. Surely being in love doesn't cause you to lose your sense of good taste. If I ever buy a gown with sequins on it, someone just shoot me.
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