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“Kit," said a female voice, "what's wrong with the fridge? All the food's gone. No, wait, there's a really ugly alien in here disguised as a leaky lettuce. Hey, I guess I shouldn't be rude to it; it's a visitor. Welcome to our planet, Mr. Alien!" This was followed by some muffled remark that Nita couldn't make out, possibly something Kit was saying. A moment later, Kit's sister Carmela's voice came out of Nita's refrigerator again. "Hola, Nita, are your phone bills getting too big? This is a weird way to deal with it...”

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Book:Wizard's Holiday
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Wizard's Holiday

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Diane Duane
Diane Duane

Diane Duane is an American author known for her science fiction and fantasy works. Born on May 18, 1952, she has published numerous series and topics since her first work in 1979, including the 'Holographic Universe' series and the 'Dungeons & Dragons' series. more

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