"We'll have coffee and doughnuts in the living room when she gets here. We'll be civilized and treat her well. If things go downhill, it will be her t...at starts it. But I'm telling everyone now; she isn't going to bother Bill, Kathy or Linda. If she starts anything, I'll throw her out on her ass," she said with vehemence.TWO VEHICLES HAVE ENTERED THE DRIVEWAY, the computer announced as the TV came on in the living room, the camera focusing on the lead vehicle.DRIVER OF FIRST VEHICLE IDENTIFIED:. Nothing else.“Why did you have to change room?” Rory asks curiously. “Bad roommate?”“I want to be ... closer to campus,” he supplies.Rory nods. But it’s too quiet. “Do you have some music on your phone or something?”Far steps over tot eh bag. “Something like that,” he says, digging into it and pulling out something that looks like a phone—most likely some kind of Cessirian version of a cell phone. He unfolds it to reveal speakers and a touch screen. A moment later soft music pours out of it. It. We had spent about a week, their time, with the Arlo when an emergency came up. As children were prone to do all over the universe, a bunch of them were swinging from a rope hanging from a tree limb and letting go to fly out over a pond. The idea appeared to be to make a bigger splash than anyone else. Trivenna, a girl of about 11, was swinging back and forth to build up momentum so that she could be the champion splasher. Unfortunately, the rope broke when she was at the peak of her arc back. He also knew the rest would sleep soundly until long after they returned.After perhaps twenty minutes, seemingly unguided, they arrived at a clearing deep in the forest far away from anyone and anything; a clearing occasionally discovered by forestry workers but surrounded by enchantment. No-one but the witches would notice the charred remnants of the now burning fires, the well-trodden ground where a group of thirty men and women stood, or the flat bases of old trees worn silky smooth by the.