My daughters are fourth generation vampire fans. They've inherited their love of vampires from me, and I inherited it from my grandmother. She got me hooked on vampires before they were pulsing in the mind of every tween, teenager, and young-at-heart closet watcher who won't admit they're a fan was even paying attention.On my overnights to Grandma's I would snuggle up next to her and watch the old black and white classics with Vincent Price and get scared out of my mind. I also loved every minute of it. Those are memories I will treasure forever.
Now it's my turn, and I get to make the memories with my daughters. Every Thursday night, the computer is off, the phones are silenced, and the junk food comes out. It's become our Girl's Night.
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