So. There it is. Done. You know everything that I know. I hope you’re satisfied. Hamish is back with his real mother. End of story.

Or is it? That’s the beauty of stories. No matter how final and fatal the end may be, there is always a slight chance there will be more to tell. Of course, I, your humble narrator, will always have tales to tell. I’m assigned new ones all the time. In fact, one came across my desk this morning that I bet you will enjoy. I can’t tell you what it’s about: that is forbidden by the Guild. All I can say is, Pester your librarian! Bother your bookseller! Make sure they let you know when the next story comes out.

Yes, Hamish X is done, but who’s to say when something new may come to light? You never know. If you wish hard enough, anything is possible.