" Yeah, you're a knucklehead teen now." Ino whispered."Good, because it needs to be Naruto. If things get bad, he's who I want there for it."After mak...ng a journey in which nothing of note happened, they make their way to the outskirts of the village. Hinata uses her Byakugan to scout it out, then immediately goes redder than ever before and stops, fainting from embarrassment."Whoa, what did she see that made her do that?" Tenten inquired."It's got to be a scene of debauchery like you can't. I realised that I needed to get out of the flat, even thought about finding a hotel for the night, then concluded that a drink and distraction was probably sufficient for my purposes ... except that the sort of distraction I would inevitably get if I wandered into any of the local bars on my own on a Friday night was unlikely to be helpful. So I thought about getting something organised, running through the very brief list of people I'd be happy to meet up with in a mood like this – of whom. Hicks?” a calm, youngish voice asked.“Yes. Who’s this?”“I’m Constable Peters. I’m calling to let you know your daughter, Sia, has been involved in an accident.”The floor dropped out of my world. Sounds from the television seemed to fade away. An image of Sia at five years old materialized. My heart rate spiked, breathing became immediately difficult.“Mr. Hicks? Are you still there?”“Yeah,” I managed to respond, my voice sounding rough even to me. “Where is she? Is she okay?”“She’s fine. Mrs.. She looked up at her friend, Louise, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. ‘Your past lives,’ Louise explained. ‘Caroline Rattenbury is offering a past life regression workshop in Netherbury Farm buildings next Tuesday night. Do you want to go?’ ‘Are you going?’ ‘I’d like to. I took one of Caroline’s shamanic soul retrieval workshops last year. She was good. What do you think?’ Claire stroked the grey cat on her knees. ‘It is something I’ve always wondered about, but I’d only fall.