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funeral at full noon and we should be fine. William will convince your husband to go with a cremation, and there will be no need to worry about a daytime service risking you.”
    “Wait- why is William going to be talking to my husband?”
    “He is going to want to see you Jules – if he comes to the morgue, I can talk him into a cremation. It will give him closure to see you; he won’t truly believe it otherwise. Trust me.”
    His eyes held a sorrow that went beyond my own . I wondered if he understood me more than I realized and if I would ever know the truths that lie in the hidden depths of his deep brown eyes.
    “So, he agrees to the cremation, and I get out of there before anyone realizes what happened, or rather, didn’t happen to me?”
    “Yes,” they responded in unison.
    “Whose body are we going to give them to cremate?”
    “It doesn’t matter, it won’t be you,” Ana said in her off handed way.
    “It does matter, it matters to me. It matters to someone else’s family if their loved ones body is suddenly missing. The reason I am even in this situation to begin with is because you in your long life have yet to understand that other people DO matter. These people aren’t your play things to do with as you please then throw out when you’re done.” I snapped back through clenched teeth.
    “No, the reason you are in this situation to begin with is because I thought YOU might have mattered, and I couldn’t bear to throw you out like I was supposed to. The reason we are going through this elaborate ploy to begin with, instead of making you just leave your family , is because I am trying to make it up to you by not treating them as though they don’t matter.” She countered just as quickly.
    Ana was not only angry this time but also offended as well. She was trying very hard to make things right for my family. This was for me so I could feel b etter about leaving them ; as my Sire she could just compel me into leaving them alone, though we both had our doubts about how well that would go. Even if it did cause me to leave my family alone, it wouldn’t stop me from hating Ana, which she was trying to avoid.
    “Ok, I’m sorry I offended you, you are both going through a lot just to help me feel better. I just meant to say that I don’t want some other person's body taken and given to my family . I t’ll be noticed very obviously that there was a missing body. We don’t need the attention. And I don’t want another family feeling that grief because of me.”
    “We aren’t going to steal a body ; we plan to take some ashes from a few different cremations and mix in some ashes from the fireplace in order to have enough substance to give your family. We aren’t going to take enough to go noticed. I promise.”
    Ana had that look she gave me the other night right before I passed out ; the one that begged me to trust her. It was hard, I wanted to trust her, I wanted to let her be the Sire she desired, but when I looked at her I still saw the face that stole my first life from me; the face that took my family.
    I took a leap of faith, “Okay, how soon can we do it?”

Chapter Eight
     
     
     
     
     
     
    W e spent the next few hours burning logs hot enough to get a substantial amount of ashes . T hough William and Ana both said they were too fine to pass off as human, they would work as good filler so we didn’t have to steal as much from others. Where they’d gained their human ashes expertise I didn’t want to know. I did throw in some pieces of my hair, I just felt like there should be something of me given to my family after all.
    Ana had a pair of scrubs for me to wear since that was what I went missing in.  They were way too long, but we didn’t think that anyone would really notice because I would be scrunched up in the trunk of a car.
    “Here , put these on.”
    Ana tossed the scrubs to me and waited.
    “Why aren’t we doing this tomorrow?”
    “We need to get the blood on them