Chapter 645

• Ria
• The house was normally filled with sound, the shouts of laughter as the children raced around, for at any given point of time, any two of the youngest Delanochildren were old enough to chase about and play in the mansion or on the Fun fort in the lawns.
• These days, however, the air in the house was subdued, almost as though something unpleasant was lurking in the periphery; a storm hovering in the distance, waiting to break, like a tsunami looming, its waves ominously huge, before it struck, wreaking havoc and destruction in its wake.