Space Vampire

by Ruby Dixon

“It feels like an escape, and that’s all I care about.” I could cry about the cramped conditions or work myself into a panic about the thought of hurtling through deep space in what amounts to a phone booth, but the alternative is spending the rest of my life here as a poodle, and that’s not going to happen.

“This’ll be fun. We’ll just pretend we’ve fallen down a well together.” 49 “Why would we go down a well together?” He arches a thick brow in my direction, his skepticism making him look deliciously saturnine. “Maybe we didn’t go together. Maybe I’m just a sweet, helpless woman and you’re the well monster, looking for a snack to nibble on.” I flutter my lashes playfully. “Oh, woe. Woe, indeed.”