The light of a new day was probably more welcome to those who live at Collinwood than it was to me. I waited impatiently, pacing back and forth and fiddling with my lighter. The phone rang. I stared at it, walked away, then turned my back. Finally, I slowly walked toward it and picked up…

When I stepped into the drawing room at Collinwood, Amy ran into my arms. Then we both turned and looked at… Ned Stuart. He greeted me and said he’d just been telling Amy about Sabrina. I asked what he wanted. He replied that he was looking for me; he had gone to the cottage and…

Last night after I called Barnabas, he and Julia arrived and asked what was wrong. I told them I didn’t know. I didn’t understand, but it had started… the pain! Barnabas said it was impossible, that there was no moon tonight. I reminded him that I knew the pain and it had started. I asked…

I just returned home after another wonderful evening with Carolyn; well, mostly wonderful. An evening with Carolyn wouldn’t be complete without some of her tough questions! When I took her home after dinner and we entered the empty drawing room at Collinwood, she said we had the place to ourselves, so we really should celebrate.…

I was tending to the fire late yesterday afternoon when Amy stopped by the cottage. I told her I was going to come up to Collinwood tonight to see her and I thought she knew that. She said she did, but she wanted to see me now. No special reason, she just wanted to see…

For once, I feel like it’s not all about me! When I took Carolyn home tonight, Elizabeth came downstairs and commented that she hadn’t seen me in several days. She asked where I’d been keeping myself. When I told her I had been quite ill, she asked why I didn’t let them know? I replied…

After a strange, distorted night, I stumbled out of the bedroom to find Barnabas and Julia waiting for me. Breathing heavily and unsteady, they helped me sit. What happened to me? They asked for me to tell them. They said it wasn’t important how they found me. I said I wanted to know what happened.…

I didn’t get much rest after I laid down yesterday afternoon. Before I knew it, Barnabas returned to discuss our next steps. I glanced at the clock and told him it was almost 6:30. He asked how I felt and I told him I wish he’d stop asking me that. He apologized and I asked him…

This morning, Barnabas found me on the floor of the secret room in the mausoleum. The coffin was open and torn apart. What happened last night? Did I kill somebody again? Barnabas said, no, I killed no one, that our plan worked and I remained in the room all night. Thank God! We went back…

Yesterday, late afternoon, as Barnabas and I were standing in Eagle Hill Cemetery, he asked if I had no memory of what happens after I change. That’s the most agonizing thing, not knowing what I did the night before. I asked how he knew that. He claimed I attacked him the night before last. Ah,…