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,…

As Sheriff Patterson bombarded me with questions, my answers remained consistent with the excuses I’d given Donna last night… I intended to drive her to Bangor, but got a headache. Then I had to start lying again. Well, when I said I didn’t bring her home last night, I suppose that was true. I then…

I clearly remember what happened last night… up to a certain point… I was walking by the drawing room at Collinwood when Barnabas Collins called my name. Then Donna, Carolyn’s friend, encouraged me to come in. I politely declined, but Barnabas mentioned that I was always running off. He was about to invite Donna over…

It was a strange, windless day on the Collinwood estate when I went to see Amy. I walked in on her sitting in a big chair reading a book. Before I could say anything, she told me I was funny, standing there looking at her and frowning. I told her I was just thinking how…