“Score one for the good guys,” I said, applauding. “Alyce would call Beaumont a corruptician.”

Miller, please lead the lady forward. It is time she came to know me. Miller headed down the stone path, adrenaline coursing through his veins much like the witchfire in the walls. Lucy followed, playfully bouncing the nail bat in her hands.

As in [the online forum] carersvoicesnz, certain contributors were more visible, taking the initiative to bump the thread to bring it back into view if it went quiet.

A shut door barred our way into the house.