Hot for a Vampire Slayer

W e are still working on building our routine, Lazlo and I, but that’s okay. It’s early days, and for now it’s all about finding out what we like—and then doing it over and over and over again.

Together.

We talk. We kiss. We touch. We travel and we stay put. We dance. We fight. We cook. We choose books and movies and good poems. We watch plants grow and flowers bloom. We visit nature and big cities and rural farms, share crossword puzzles and coffee shops and museums.

We avoid other immortals, slayers and vampires alike, but discover that it’s not too hard to become friends with human neighbors and stray cats. During the winter, we go up north, where the sun barely rises. In the summer, we move south. Chile and Argentina. Halloween, though ...