The Peacock 1460

"That is never going to happen", says Melissa tartly. "The demolition of our house." says Carl. "I know this comes as a shock", says Naomi. "Please, I am only the messenger. I would also find that very hard to agree to." "Is it certain", says Carl. "Those weren't Grandfather Elliot's exact words. I think he said that something needs to be done about the house, because as long as it is standing it is going to impede the process." "From which", says Cynthia, "We could still imply demolition." And now all eyes are on their cousin. "We are talking here about curses from the island of Sumatra that were invoked over one hundred years go, along with the invocations launched by Naomi's nation." She shakes her head in disbelief and exaspertion. "I only wish there was some simple process...some way we could streamline everything and not have to bother about... about destroying a perfectly intact and servicable building as your mansion, Carl and Melissa." Carl says abruptly, "the house can go for all I care." "Carl!" barks Melissa abruptly. "We are talking about our home..."