Annie gave a short nod. She felt a little more grounded. Focusing on the job could help with that, keep her in the moment.
Maybe she could call her mom. Try and figure what all this meant in the grand scheme or things.
Or maybe not. Pastor Davis might look the other way when it came to little girls predicting future events -- the Deacon did get a bad sprain that summer after all -- but he would probably draw the line at vampires.
Christ. Vampires.
"Send me a text so I can put you in my phone. I'll save it under something other than your name, if you're concerned about work of you cooperating getting out. But now I need to go home and drink until this makes sense."