The Traveling Vampire Show

what the river was doing.”

“Man,” Rusty said, and chuckled.

Lee rubbed my back some more. “I’m so sorry, honey. I had no idea....”

“That’s okay,” I said. “We shouldn’t have shown up so early.” Why had we gone to her house so early? It took me a moment to remember. Then I explained, “We were worried about you. That’s why we didn’t wait till ten-thirty. I was afraid Stryker was gonna try something....”

“Because I gave him that check?”

A few other reasons, too—but Bitsy, not Stryker, had turned out to be the culprit behind most of them. I didn’t want to get into all that with Lee.

“I guess it was mostly because of the check,” I told her.

“I pay with checks all the time,” she said.

“But Stryker’s so creepy.”

She smiled gently. “Oh, I don’t know.”

“He is.”

“He’s a pretty bad guy,” Rusty affirmed.

“And he ... he likes you.”

“That’s not so terrible. He probably wouldn’t have sold us the tickets if he hadn’t liked me.”

“You know what I mean.”

“Dwight thinks he’s got the hots for you.”

“He does,” I said.

Looking mildly amused, Lee said, “Well, that may be so, but he never tried anything. I haven’t even spoken to him since you and I were out here.”

I stared at her.

“And he hasn’t spoken to me. I did see him selling tickets on my way in, but he looked really busy so I didn’t bother him. And he didn’t bother me. I don’t think he even noticed me. I figured he must’ve already let you guys in.... So why isn’t Slim here?”

“It’s her time of the month,” Rusty proclaimed.

I couldn’t believe my ears. I wanted to kill him.

“She got it all of a sudden on our way over.”

“Rusty!” I gasped.

He leaned forward and smiled at me. “It’s all right, pal. I’m sure Lee knows all about this sorta thing.”

“Does Slim need ... anything?” Lee asked. She seemed a little flustered, herself.

“You mean like a tampon?”

Lee nodded.

“Nah. She had some in her glove compartment. She walked off into the trees to put one on. Dwight and me, we waited in the car so as not to embarrass her.”

If Slim ever heard about this, I wouldn’t have to kill Rusty—she would beat me to it.

“So where is she now?”

“Back in the car, waiting for us.”

Lee looked at me, frowning. Apparently, she wasn’t completely buying Rusty’s tale.

I shrugged.

She gave Rusty a perplexed look.

“You can’t go to a vampire show when you’ve got your period,” Rusty said, sounding exasperated by the need to explain something so obvious.

Lee looked at him as if he were nuts. She said, “Huh?”

“A vampire show? Your period? Blood! Get it?”

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” Lee said.

Rusty raised his right hand. “I kid you not.”

“Jesus H. Christ,” Lee muttered.

Rusty’s eyes bulged. “It’s not your time of the month, is it?”

She choked out a laugh. “As if I’m going to discuss that with you.”

“Well, if it is ...”

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE?”

Chapter Fifty-one