We spent the next month preparing for the night that we all dreaded. But as sure as the sun rises, it also sets. And with it, the promise that the moon will also rise. Over the month, Michelle fought her craving for flesh and blood. Luckily, her mother hadn't noticed, but she did notice that all the steaks in the freezer were gone. But her mother had shrugged it off, saying that she probably hadn't bought as many as she had thought. Although Mrs. Taylor had a big heart, she could be just as clueless as Michelle... but worse.
We also speculated about Mr. Wilson. Could he be a werewolf, too? But we shrugged it off, thinking that he probably had the flu, or at least, we hoped. No, we all decided that we were just being paranoid, making something big out of something that could be explained logically.
