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Called to order: 9:15 PM
Memorial Hymns sung to The Founding Eight: Led by Philippa
NEW BUSINESS:
The Search for Reginald Cleaves: We had him, and then lost him again just when vengeance for our ancestors appeared within reach. Devastating! One bright spot: while in Wisconsin we gleaned through context clues that R.C. now has a human paramour. This knowledge may be of use. Committee formed to think through options.
Nonprofit Business: J.R. will soon meet with our accounting firm to get the “Wyatt Foundation’s” tax filings in order. Giuseppe once again argued that having a nonprofit arm “is stupid,” given that we are vampires. Remainder of board reminded him that the more layers of legitimacy The Collective can acquire, the more likely it is the rest of the vampiric world will finally take us seriously. Plus, our accountant says it will save us on our state tax bill and lower our marginal income tax rate (whatever that is).
J.R. polled board members on what additional information to send the accountant handling our affairs.
Meeting adjourned: 10:15 PM
Next meeting: April 15, 9:15 PM. Philippa to provide refreshments.
Reginald
Everything hurt.
I liked to think of myself as every bit the flyer I’d been in my youth. But I had to face facts: I was slipping. A hundred years ago I could have made it from Amelia’s cabin to Freddie’s home as quickly as a car could make the trip today, but yesterday’s trip had taken me nearly ten hours.
Of course, it hadn’t helped that I’d suffered an injury to my right biceps from that idiot vampire’s pathetic attempt at staking me outside the cabin.
That flock of Canada geese that assaulted me en route hadn’t helped, either. Vicious creatures. How the hell wasIsupposed to know my flight path would intersect with their spring migration?
I closed my eyes and settled back against the pillows in Freddie’s spare bedroom, unable to stop the smile from spreading across my face despite my physical injuries. My body would heal soon enough. But if Amelia hadn’t forgiven me for taking off when I did,thatpain would have lingered much longer.
I’d have to ask the bullet journal Discord ladies for suggestions on a gift I could get her to make up for what I’d done. So far, all of their relationship advice had proved remarkably sound.
