Bang. Bang. Bang. I jump as the knocks on the window crash above the roaring wind outside. Who could it be, at this late hour? I open the curtains and peer outside. 'Hello?' But the dark, the rain and the empty lane are all I see. It's been eleven years since I last saw Jonah, after his brother died that stormy summer night. And now, without warning, he's back, living in his old house next door just like old times,...