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Nobody believed Kendra Dawkins when she told them that a vampire moved in next door. She started by sharing the news with her mother. "Is that what your father and I pay all that college tuition for? So you can spend your time dreaming up nonsense like this? Vampires on Willow Lane? Where do you think we are, New York City? Really, Kendra," her mother said as she put the groceries away. Kendra knew better. She had been watching the new neighbor every night from the corner of her window. Kendra would shut all the lights off in her room and sit on the carpet. She'd move the blinds just a bit so she could see around the bottom one. That provided her a generous view at different angles into various rooms of the neighbor's house. The elderly lady who had lived there before hadn't up