Ronan gave an exasperated sigh and followed after her daughter. Her innocence made her brave, if she knew more of the wicked ways of the world, perhaps she would heed her warnings more often. However, Ronan had no desire for her daughter to discover and of that, so if a fight with her is what it took then so be it. She made the sign of the cross and then moved into the room.

Thankfully Ella kept a bed beneath the cupboard to give the girl a sense of her own space. Meanwhile Ronan curled up on a pillow hoping this nightmare would be over soon, less the monkey brain become a somewhat permanent fixture. She already craved fruit.