“No. I mean, I’ve been reading a lot of books about vampires.” I stop myself from saying, “Self-help?” “What have you found out?” I ask instead. “That they’re dead and evil and like to kill babies.” “Huh,” I say. “Did it say anything about salt and vinegar crisps?” Baz eats them on his bed when he thinks I’m asleep, then brushes the crumbs between our beds.
