It was a nice thought and it put her in a better mood. "So, Clara said you were attacked and . . . made a were early? How did you cope?"

Renata shrugged. "I guess I just had to. And kinda like you, it wasn't exactly the easiest transition. You got one thing goin' for you though, and that's backup. I got jumped at Carnival. Filho da puta. He was hot, I was sixteen and drunk --"

"Not exactly Mr. Right?"

"Wasn't even 'Mr. Right Now.' Drug me off into an alley and I thought I was gonna get lucky. Lose my virginity and everything. Then he changes and bites...