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werewolf. Plus, if she didn't tell someone about him she might explode.
    Grabbing her cell phone, she pressed her friend's name without needing to look. Pinky answered with the sound of children playing in the background.
    "Hey girlie! I was just thinking about you!" Pinky said.
    "You got a minute? I wanted to chat."
    "What Hannah? You still there?" Pinky asked. "I can't hear you over the kids. If you can hear me, just come over."
    Hannah hung up and slipped her phone into jeans pocket before heading out the door. Pinky lived down the road in an old colonial that dated back to the 1700's. Part of the house was used   as a nursery school, the rest of the home housed Pinky, her parents, and her much younger brother and sister.
    Pinky's house was Hannah's home away from home. Most of the children in Leeds Point went to the Smythe's nursery school at one point or another, and Hannah and her mother weren't any different. The school was the oldest business in the small town.
    Walking behind the pale yellow shingled building, Hannah saw her friend surrounded by a group of small children while she read to them. Pinky was tall and slim. People always told her she should be a model, but she'd reply she'd rather have root canal than be a walking mannequin.
    Wearing her usual dark pink high top Converse, jeans, and a loose fitting plum t-shirt, Pinky tightened her pony tail while she read one of the children's favorite fairy tales. Pinky looked up, pushed her square plastic framed glasses up her nose a bit, and waved at Hannah without skipping a beat in the story. Hannah sat crossed legged on the ground next to the kids until the story was over and they ran to the jungle gym, leaving her and Pinky behind.
    "Did you see Pea last night? How's she doing?"
    "Same as always."
    "Bitch to you about your hair?" Pinky asked.
    "Yup, like I said, same as always," Hannah said grinning, thankful death hadn't changed her grandmother.
    "I'm telling you there's a reason for it. I'm sure of it."
    "Nah, she's just nuts, and you're superstitious. Speaking of, I want to talk to you."
    "Is something wrong? You never say that, we just talk."
    "Its just that I know you're into all this weird stuff, like the history of Leeds Point and the strange stuff you hear about. You know, like occult stuff."
    Pinky laughed. "'Occult stuff', says the witch who visits her dead grandmother every full moon," she teased.
    "Yeah yeah, I get it. And I know its crazy that I never paid attention to anything, but I think I've always been so accustomed to my own weirdness, that I never paid attention to the other strange stuff that's around us."
    "Just spill it, Hannah. What are you getting at? And why are you acting so weird?"
    "I met a guy last night," Hannah said hesitantly, unable to believe what she was about to say. "Except he wasn't really a guy."
    Pinky leaned forward, ready to jump out of her seat from excitement. "What was he? A ghost? A vampire? I haven't heard of any of them around, but there's always the first."
    "A werewolf."
    "Oooh shifters are so hot! I think the wolves are the best personally, but I definitely wouldn't turn down a bear, or even a lion."
    "There are werebears and werelions too? And you've met some? Why didn't you tell me?"
    "Jeez, Hannah. You never wanted to hear about anything supernatural before so I just kept my mouth shut. I think Leeds Point is some kind of vortex and all these beings are attracted to coming here. I mean, I don't think there are that many shifters around, there are territories you know. But we've got a decent selection of them. Remember that guy Louis that I was crazy about? He was a werelion."
    "Get out! I had no idea! Is that why you never let us meet?"
    "Yeah, he was very open about it and I know how you are, you like your bubble. There's even a bar that caters to shifters, Night Shift. But please, tell me about the wolf you met. I'm dying to hear everything! What's his name?"
    Hannah blinked. How could she not know his name?