Weekendy

Not yet, he said to himself. In a few days we'll feed again. It's more of a weekendy thing to do anyway. He remembered the first time he had taken a human life to feed his power, all those decades ago.

In the beginning, Anne had trouble believing that they were really living at Long Barn. “For the first week or two . . . I woke up each morning feeling detached and weekendy—like a guest,” she wrote […]