Evelyn yawned and continued to type, 'Yeah, it was scary. Attacks can be quite frequent and it is difficult to tell who is behind them. Which one are you talking about?'
His reply was instant.
'I don't think you were there for that one. Your father kept you away, didn't he?'
He did, Evelyn had to agree on that. Her father had always kept her away and quite frankly, even if there had been an attack she had not suffered half of what she had done here.
'He did,' she wrote, 'which is why I dont know about any of them.'
She really did not. It was never brought up in front of her. In fact, one could never even, even if observed carefully, that their blood spilled in the walls of the house she grew up in.
