Frank and Sunny didn't stay, flickering into shadow just before dawn and disappearing, off to whatever place they called home to sleep away the day, but he promised he'd be back for regular visits.
Ivan wasn't about to take Frank's imagined slight lightly, though he and Ethpeal somehow managed to keep their fighting contained to their bedroom, coldly civil when in our presence. Miriam struggled to bring the two together, but I knew better than to interfere with Ethpeal when she was set on something.
After one particularly hearty argument, Ivan fled the house in a storm of rage, barging out the back door and, with my need to keep him firmly in my sights driving me forward, I followed him. This time I was careful to mask my presence with enough shielding he'd have to search for me to find
