“He glanced up at me and then the figure who was questioning him, and I struggled, because I couldn’t help it, to see what he was seeing-this vampire whose skin still glowed though it was tanned, and whose eyes were… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“He glanced at me again, a flash of brilliant eyes and a smile that was gone in an instant as I looked back to the man in the chair.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
