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That's impossible. Lucy can't be advanced enough to make a true wisher. " Aunty Gwyneth put her fingertips on Liz's shoulders and pressed her gently into a chair. "Be calm, my dear. Perhaps you underestimate your daughter's talent? She has clearly inherited something of your . . gift. " "Oh, and that would bring you running," seared Liz. "Do not mock me," Aunty Gwyneth hit back. " She picked up an apple and turned it in her fingers. David blinked and looked at it twice. He could have sworn it had just changed color: from a pale pinky red to a soft yellow green.
We should leave. " But Zanna held tighter than ever to the egg, caressing it and speaking softly to it as she moved toward the window and Liz's workbench. " she asked, coming face-to-face with an elegant dragon at the back of the bench. "Definitely, one hundred percent, do not touch that. That's Guinevere, Liz's special dragon. " Zanna tilted her head. "She wants it," she whispered. " said David. " "Can't have it," said Zanna, almost spitting like a cat. "My baby. My egg. " David grabbed her arm.
Gadzooks, as always, remained perfectly composed and flawlessly polite. Zanna gave up and ate the cookie herself. "So, what's he do? " David pulled out a chair and sat. "Not far off. He's kind of. . inspirational. " A crumb or two of oatmeal landed on the table as Zanna's mouth struggled to contain her surprise. "Rain, I'm impressed. You're loaded with talent. " "Wow. How glam. I'm friends with a writer. " "I don't know. Maybe. I've got to go and talk to an editor woman. " "Later. I'm telling you about Gadzooks.