Michael Belmont and the Heir of Van Helsing (The Adventures of Michael Belmont) Read Online Free

raised eyebrow.   “No, I have no desire to try and get you into trouble, Abigail, but I’m sure if anyone would understand what you’re going through, it would be your mother.”
    After a few minutes, the truck pulled up in front of the Belmont home, an old blue and white Victorian style house.   Abigail jumped out of the truck.   The neighbors were still standing out on the sidewalk talking about what they’d seen.
    Armando ran up to them.   “Hey, what did you do with that cougar?” he asked excitedly.
    “I dropped her off with a friend of mine.   She’s going to be reintroduced to the wild.”
    “Hey that’s great.   It was really amazing what you did.   You’re just like Dr. Doolittle or something.”
    The Cisco Kid tugged on Abigail’s sleeve. He had a mischievous look in his eyes.   “Abby, you missed something really cool.”   He recounted the whole story while following her along the sidewalk and up into her yard, and was still speaking when she opened the front door.
    “Hey, where are you going?   You should stay out here with me and play.   I’ll get my Superman costume, and you can be Wonder-Woman, and we’ll pretend like Armando is trying to take over the city again.”
    “That sounds like fun, Cisco, but I’m not feeling very well right now.   I think I’m just going to lie down and read or something.”
    He looked disappointed.   “Oh, okay.   Well, let me know if you change your mind later.”
    “Okay, bye.”   He was still waving and smiling expectantly as she shut the door on him.
    She turned to find Elizabeth standing in the living room looking at her.   Her hands were on her hips and a broad smile spread across her face.   “I think that little boy really likes you.   He sure seems to follow you around everywhere.”
    “Yeah, tell me about it.   He’s a pretty nice kid, but he gets a little annoying sometimes.”
    “So where have you been ? I’ve been looking for you for a half hour.   I thought we were going to make dinner together.”
    “Oh, we are.   I’m sorry; I just got a little distracted.   There was a mountain lion in Cisco’s back yard.”
    “A mountain lion?” she asked as if she hadn’t heard correctly.   “I don’t like the sound of that.   Do they usually come in this close?”
    “Not very often.”
    “Well did they get rid of the thing?”
    Abigail nodded.   She suddenly felt self-conscious.
    “Well, that’s good.”   Elizabeth smiled at her enthusiastically.   “So do you want to peel the potatoes or trim the fat off the chicken?”

    Michael sat across from his mother at the little table in their hotel room.   They were finishing up some fried chicken they’d picked up before checking in.
    His father had gotten out of the hospital and was now asleep in bed.   The doctor had wanted to admit him for the night, but he wouldn’t hear of it.   After being cleaned and checked out, he was bandaged up and instructed to watch carefully for signs of infection.
    “What is this anyway?” the doctor had asked.   “It looks like you’ve been attacked by a bear.”
    “I was, Doc.   Out in the woods.   A really nasty sucker.   Very territorial.”
    The doctor kept pressing for more information, but his answers were comical and evasive.   Eventually the doctor just gave up and treated the injury.
    Looking across the table at his mother, Michael was relieved to see that she’d finally calmed down, but despite her smiles she still looked sad.   He noticed every time she tried to wipe the occasional tear away, hoping he wouldn’t see, and he didn’t let on that he did.
    “So, Mom, what exactly was it that you wanted to pick up from…from your er, father?”
    For a moment she looked stunned, but then attempted another smile.
    “To tell you the truth, I’m surprised that we found him alive.   I thought that he’d have drank himself to death a long time ago.”
    She paused for a while, and looked off into the distance as