Sometimes it’s Just Lunch

You take the elevator upstairs and it opens to mother’s suite. She is out on the balcony, enjoying the gloomy clouds. You leave your glamour on and strut out. Mother turns and examines you.

“You look perfect, Lily, just like your mother.”

You grin and do a little spin. “You can’t miss the family resemblance.”

“Do you still remember you human mother?”

The question startles you. You search your memories. The ones from when you were human are getting ever hazier.

“Mother, I was truly born when you made me. Before that I was little more than a pathetic mortal. You made me something more.”

She grins, dropping the glamour from her eyes and showing you the pools of liquid sin. You lick your lips.

“I couldn’t be more proud of you. You are going to do such great things. Did you enjoy your feeding?”

You laugh. “It was exquisite. But, I want more.”

“You’ll always want more daughter, but there is no finer feeling than devouring a soul. Come, sit.”

You sit across from mother and stare into the fire of her eyes.

“Why bother, mother? We don’t need to eat or sleep.”

“Sleep is a mortal waste, daughter. But, food, food can be enjoyed. Gluttony is a lovely little sin. Enjoy a little veal and feel the pain of the animal.”

You cut a piece and taste it. You don’t need human food, but mother isn’t wrong. The exquisite pain that went into the meal gives it a wonderfully sinful flavor. You imagine all the starving mortals in the world as you savor each bite.

“Delicious, mother.”

“Wait until you try faux gras or caviar.”

You smile and take another bite.

“You’ll still need many more souls to reach your goal of learning my magic.”

You pout. “I know, mother, but to get to a destination, requires you take a first step.”

“Couldn’t have said it better myself. Here, your sister has one. Try not to spend more than eight figures in a year.”

She hands you an ornate black credit card.

You nod your head. “Thank you, mother.”

“Have fun, Lily.”