It was a cool summer night in Sweden's capital-city Stockholm. A man with his wife and three kids were leaving to the airport.
All of them looked sad, except the youngest one, a girl, who was only a year old. She looked like they were going on a roadtrip
but the thing she didn't know was that she wouldn't return. They were leaving to Finland where her grandparents lived.
-Look! he hissed to his wife, the plain is landing.
-Yes. Atlast, she answered him with a voice that sounded like she would be an old lady who would have arrived
home after a long journey.
-Everything is going to be alright. Trust me, I won't let anybody hurt my little family, he whispered.
They sat there in silence when the plain touched the ground and when it stopped he herd how she sighed of relief.
He knew what she was thinking; "everything is over, atlast.", and he was thinking the exact same thing when they got of the
plain. They walked to the taxi they saw waiting at the road. They didn't take anything with them except a small suitcase and
his wife's handbag, so they went straight away to the taxi without picking any luggage up. Then the taxi driver asked them
if they forgot anything but they explained kindly that they didn't. They told him the adress and sat in silence the whole way
to his parents.
-Hello, can I help you? the 30-year old man asked them when he opened the door.
-Hello, excuse me, I'm looking for my parents, their supposed to live here...he said.
-Oh! Are you talking about Mr and Mrs Bollander?
-Yes, do you know where they are?he asked sounding hopefull.
-Well no... But I can find it out for you if you want me to. I belive one of my friends know where they
live so if you come back tomorrow at 2 p.m. I can propably tell you where they are. Ok?
-Sure, so 2 p.m. you said? We'll be back then. See you later!
They walked in silence for a while. "Let's buy a house" he said, so they called a realestator and bought a house in
Marjaniemi, a place in east Helsinki.
The next day they went to the man they talked to earlier. He said he didn't know where they live, but he had
their number so he gave it instead. They were going to call them the next day.
-Hello, is it Fabian?he asked.
-Who am I talking to?the man in the other and asked.
-It's Ricke. Am I talking to Fabian Bollander?
- Yes, yes you are, I can't belive it's you, why are you calling? Is something wrong?
-No, I just called to say we moved to Finland.
-Oh. Where?Why? We have to meet. He sounded worried.
-No we can't. I can't risk it. We moved here becouse our youngest, our daughter Minetta, is you know what.
-No. That can't be true. How do they know she is a vampire?
- There skilled and apparently they have these who know how a vampire smells... So we can't meet, but I wanted
you to know we live here.
15 years later.
-Hello, I didn't know you were coming home this early. Is something wrong? Rickes wife asked.
-They've been to my father. I'm sure they looked for us. I think we should start looking for a new house.
-Oh. Okay. Well. If you start looking I'll finish dinner.
- Yes. I'll tell you if I find anything.
half an hour later.
-I found one! I found one! It's perfect.
- Show me!Wow! It truly is beautiful.
-Yes, and theowner has just half a year ago renovated it. Let's buy it.
-Yes.Yés! buy it!
To be continued.