This novel is a thank you, but it may not seem that way at first. As Owen struggles through a life of abuse and violence, good people start to notice, because there are good people in this world. He will get a small respite in children's homes. But then his family moves back to Gosport and his missing brother is found in the pill box, where our story began. As the final struggle comes, he will need the help of all the good people he knows. He will have to trust someone and they will need to pray. You can do a lot of praying in the dead of the night.

The author still lives in Gosport and works locally. When he returns home in the evening, he wanders in his garden with his cats trailing along behind him. His wife brings him a cup of tea and they talk about their day. He has reflected much recently on times past, reading many of the files written about him. One quote that always gets him was spoken in reply to the comment ""distant and hard to reach"", ""Happiness is relative, how happy you are depends on how far you've had to come."" These days the author is a happy and contented man.