Confessions

I found Lisa in the kitchen tackling a massive pile of dishes. Behind her on the table, was a potato peeler and about fifty potatoes. “Need any help?” I asked. “What happened to the lady who was supposed to come clean?” Lisa turned and sighed. “She called in sick. She won’t be coming in for the next two weeks so I have to take over.” “Why can’t the men help?” I snorted. “Nevermind, what am I even asking?” “Picture one of them peeling potatoes,” she snorted with a laugh.”But I could use your help. If you’re not busy.” “I’m dying of boredom, actually.” I reached for the potato peeler and picked up a potato. “Damn. Do they really eat this much?” “You think that’s a lot? Wait until you see them order pizza and beer.” I smirked. “Sounds interesting.” “Let me guess.” I turned to see Anabelle, Dante’s sister, enter the kitchen. “They can’t do anything themselves.” “Ana,” Lisa replied with a laugh. “Of course they can’t.” “Seriously?” Anabelle rolled her eyes. “They can take on an army of vamp