Life On The Other Side: A psychics tour of the afterlife

He saw that bogdan already stood there, among the dead-eyed courtiers. Ralph, who came two mornings a week to tend the garden, had stopped to stare at the peacock, but on hearing his name, he eagerly pulled on his straw-coloured forelock. Wizards know, and therefore we tortoiseshell toms avoid wizards like the plague.

The vegetable seller said loudly, if you reds would lay off they would just go away.