4
A Bump in the Night
Jared’s pronouncement stopped me in my tracks. Literally. Someone bumped into me when I halted, and I stepped out of the flow of foot traffic with a murmured apology. It was past dusk, and even more tourists were out and about looking at the Halloween decorations, which were all lit up. None of them realized they had a horror movie creature in their midst.
“What?” I asked. “Say that again, slowly. You’re breaking up.” Or maybe it was my heart beating so fast it sounded like static in my ear.
“There’s a place in Scotland called the ILR. You can guess what the initials stand for. They released a statement today saying they’ve found a cure for Chronic Lycanthropy Syndrome.”
My face felt weird, the muscles moving in unfamiliar ways, and I realized I was smiling. Not
