NOLAN
“After this house, we will take a break,” Mum said to the help who was pushing her wheelchair. She made a funny face at Naire as she said, “If we do any more, Naire might actually faint.”
“I just can't wait for us to catch this damn witch,” Naire flung her hands in the air and then sighed noisily. “I just can't help feeling we're on a wild goose chase… sorry, it's just how I feel.”
As Mother stood poised, now listening to the doorbell's insistent chime, she murmured, "Yes, you and me, love. But we must keep our spirits buoyed. I've a hunch the blood witch is still in town, and I daresay they won't be leaving anytime soon."
Naire, however, regardless of Mum's seemingly firm belief, harboured doubts about Mother's plan to ensnare the blood witch – and her reservations were, quite
