"A little bird told me there's about to be trouble," Kit said. "C'mon," Dairine's strident voice came from the living room, "I wanna play Lunar Landed" " 'About to be?' " Nita said. Kit grinned around the mouthful of pancake and gestured with his head at the living room, raising his eyebrows. Nita nodded agreement, her mouth full too, and they headed that way. "Dairine," Nita's mother was saying, "leave your dad alone." Her mother was sitting cross-legged in jeans and sweatshirt, in the middle of a welter of Styrofoam peanuts and paperwork, going through a loose-leaf binder. "And don't get those manuals out of order, either. Morning, Kit! How're your mom and dad?" "Fine, Mrs. Callahan. Hi, Mr. Callahan." "Hi, Kit," said Nita's dad, rather muffled because he was under the desk by the living room window. "Betty, I've got the three-prong plugs in." 'Oh, good. Then you can set up the external monitor …" 338                                                          SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL WIZARD file:///G|/rah/Diane%20Duane%20-%20Wizards%203%20-%20High%20Wizardry.htm (2 of 94) "When can I play?" Dairine hollered. "At this rate," said her father, "sometime in the next century. Nita, do something with her, will you?" "It's a little late for birth control," Kit said in Nita's ear. Nita spluttered with laughter. Dairine flew at her. "Was that something dirty? I'll get you for that, you—" Queep! something said. All heads turned; but it was just the computer, which Nita's dad had plugged in. "Harry, you will blow it up," Nita's mother said calmly, from down among the cartons. "We haven't finished reading the instructions yet." "We don't have to, Betty. We didn't connect the hard disk yet, so we—" Dairine lost interest in killing Nita.


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