"But we have guests! Exciting new guests,"Sarah called back to Solomon.
She glanced toward the back, torn between the book and the new guests, wondering what Serafina wanted with them and how they'd be used. The book rarely sought out attention, so it did tug at her mental strings a bit that it had. Why? There had to be a reason.
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"I know," she called out happily, raising her voice to carry to her husband in the back of the house.
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"You can bring the book out and then you can see the new guests for yourself!"
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Solomon could tend to be grim and not so mindful of excitement, but new guests should interest him if only for his own reasons, whatever they may be.
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I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed. I get along with the voices inside of my head.