âit,â I mean his notebook.â
Anna whistled. âHis newfound love has made him forget to take notes? Sounds serious.â
âLike Francis is ever anything else.â I put my feet up on a chair. âSo I bet youâre thinking to yourself, Why, Mel, in spite of the Ratastrophe and the fact that much of the school smells like industrial cleaners and all this vampirish romantic disaster, are you looking so cheerful?â
âUm,â Anna said. âI guess Iâd be thinking that if I could see you.â
I began disassembling her book fortress at the spot where her voice was loudest in order to treat her to the sight of my smiling face.
â Underwater Acoustics Handbook ? Songs of Poverty and Death ? Weird, Anna, very weird. Not seeing a common thread in all these books.â
âI am a woman of many interests.â
âOr a woman who grabbed whatever books were around to build a fort.â
Annaâs face was now revealed. She looked paler than usual.
âHereâs my theory about your mom,â I said. âI think heâs threatening her or something.â
I wasnât entirely clear on why Francis might be threatening Principal Saunders, or what he might want. But I really liked the idea of Francis being involved in evil goings-on.
âWhy would Francis be threatening my mom?â
I told her about the look on Principal Saundersâs face after the rat stampede. âPretty suspicious, huh?â
Anna was unimpressed by my powers of deduction. âNot especially. Mom really, really doesnât like vampires. She didnât even before Dad ran away. But sheâs much worse now.â
âOh,â I said. âThat does make sense.â
âYou know how my parents were, Mel.â She lowered her voice. âBefore he left.â
According to Anna, her parents had the love to end all loves. They had been together since their first year of college, and to quote Anna, every passing year only saw them more in love. To be honest, they didnât seem that much more in love than my parents. They werenât superdemonstrative around each other. Iâd seen them hold hands a few times and smile at each other, but that was Mom and Dad pretty much every night of the week. But Anna was convinced it was the love of the ages.
Until her dad ran off. With a vampire.
âWhat if Francis caused the Ratocalypse as, I donât know, a warning? And what I witnessed was him telling her so with his steely blue eyes and her freaking out?â
Anna spluttered. I couldnât tell if it was laughter or not. âYour worry about Cathy has broken your brain, Mel. Youâre saying you think Francis is responsible for a plague of rats and scaring my mom,â Anna said slowly. âAs opposed to oh, say, the plague of rats being the thing that scared her. I hear she was not alone in being upset.â
I shuddered, trying not to remember the feel of them scurrying over my toes.
My theory did sound unlikely when she put it like that.
âDonât worry about Cathy,â Anna said. âLove doesnât last. Francis isnât going to stick around. Heâs a vampire whoâs a million years older than her. Heâll be bored very soon.â
I stared at Anna in appalled silence for what felt like hours. Anna somehow intuited that she had not entirely reassured me.
She cleared her throat. âBesides, Momâs doing what she can to get him thrown out.â
âReally?â I said too loudly. The studious freshmen at the next table over glared. The library was fuller than it usually was. Maybe because the cafeteria smelled of solvents. No rats had made it into the library.
âMom fought the enrollment,â Anna said quietly. âSaid it was inappropriate to have a vampire at the school, that it put the students in danger. She hasnât given up, even though heâs here. She warned me to stay away from Francis,