Truth time

Damon walks around to the back of the diner and sees Mary standing there nervously waiting.

“Hi.”he says softly, trying to put her at ease.

“Hi,” Mary returns “come inside and you can say what you need to say and leave okay?”

Damon follows her into the little house out back. Mary closes the door and leans against it. Damon can tell it is taking all of her courage not to bolt through the door.

“Okay,” Damon says sitting on a chair at the little kitchens table. “Where to start.”

“At the beginning is usually a good place..” Mary blurts.

Damon chuckles… she is firey.

“Yes the start… okay for starters let me say I would never, ever harm a single hair on your head so you have nothing to fear from me.”

“So you just kill and make other people, but it’s okay because you won’t hurt me? Is that really what you want me to believe?” She snorts and shakes her head.

“Kind of.. well no…I mean… I was trying to protect you that’s all..” Damon stammered trying to find the right words…. This had been