“And while you're about it, you can tell us what's going on.”
“We don't have time now,” Raven responded.
“Nonsense. In the past hour bedlam has taken place in my home, strange people in even stranger get-ups coming and going, a whirlwind in the living room, you speaking all manner of gibberish and bossing us about. And those lady-cat things. And if you don't start telling me what's going on, I swear I'll bring a rolling pin when I fetch the tea.”
“You'd better do as she says,” Dad said, “I've seen that look before.”
