Stared at the stupid book.This is Julie's diary. Julie. Our daughter. Do you really want to know? Does she want you to know? She trusts you. She trust... her mother, too. Are you going to betray that trust? Why? For a little thrill?Actually, I was thinking it might be a pretty big thrill.What do you do with what you read? Ask her? Tell your spouse? What? What!Then my mind cleared. The squirrels went off to bother someone else. I wasn't going to do it, at least not this afternoon at any rate. I. I queried, "What's for dinner, Will?" You'll see later. Now get out of here. Abby and I have a lot of work to do." Will answered.Julie helped me limp to the family room. She brought my ice pack. I had a seat on the couch and propped my ankle up on the coffee table. Julie wrapped a towel around my ankle to hold the ice pack in place. She popped the movie into the DVD player. She settled down beside me. I wrapped my arm around her. She laid her head against my chest while we watched the. I’m glad you have come in. I have an update on Isabella for you. She is still in the ICU, she has had to have a tube put through her neck into her throat to help her breath and has had to have chest drains put in as her lungs keep filling with fluid. The surgeons have also had to amputate her lower arms and lower legs because of the infection from the septicaemia.’ There was audible gasps from across the hall after she said that followed by children starting to cry again. I was holding Casey’s. The doors were sealed and more spells and wards were placed upon them so that the demons could only escape if a magician of pure heart broke the seal on one of the doors and didn’t reseal it. My grandmother then went on to tell me that I was the descendant of one of the magicians that hired the masons, she told me his name was Arthur. She told me that I was also pure of heart and that is why she had always told me that I should stay away from any doors I found leading into tunnels or caves, not.