A Mother's Love ~ A "Shape of Spike" Drabble
by Spikesdeb
Strange how he fits in my small kitchen, this
otherworldly being. He seems at
home here amongst the pots and the pans, the everyday clutter of family life.
See him, sitting up on the counter, swinging his
legs like a schoolboy and chattering with my youngest.
The other one, he didn’t fit, didn’t make me
feel at ease in his company. I
always had one hand at my neck with that one.
But this blonde vampire, a creature I should loathe, calls forth a mother’s love. I have to stop myself from ruffling his curls as he sips his chocolate.