"Isn't it marvelous?" she said, spinning to face him, her face practically glowing with excitement. "It's like a library, but smaller! I kinda hope that this is really my house, cause I would love to live here. But I hope Mom gets home soon."

Behind them the door whooshed shut again at the prompting of Kazul, and the dragon launched herself into the air, flying down the hall to the closed door, opening it, and stumping inside. The door mostly closed again, only a two-inch gap left open.

"Looks like she's a little tired. Or maybe she just doesn't want to be with us kids right now. But wander around and do what you want. I wanna finish reading this chapter on gunshot wounds -" she pointed to a book propped open on the desk next to the computer "but after that we can play a game or just talk or something."