A funeral pyre for the collective Purity family was our last act before we fled from our homes to a fresh start in New Hampshire. Frank and Sunny appeared, too late to help, and I could see the pain of that in Frank as he hugged his sister.

Miriam took firm charge, though the coven remained lethargic, installing her mother in a carefully warded room in our new house while I continued to guard over Sydlynn. I left the baby a few times to check in on Ethpeal, using my connection ...