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Appendix


Chapter 1

“Happy birthday!” cried Wizard Razzmorten with a grand whirl of his cape ,leaving a round wooden box with a gawking baby parrot sitting on the board by the cake.

“What is that thing, Father?”

“Why a popinjay, dear. They're almost impossible to come by...”

“It's all pinfeathers. You surely don't intend for it to actually be my gift, do you?”

“Well it's right young, Leeuh,” he said. “When you start with them at that age, they can actually be talking to you before they're quite a year old.”

“Not if I drown it first...”

“Lee-Lee!” cried her sister. “You don't mean that! What an awful way to treat your Father...”

“Oh go on! He surely knows better. Here I am, still waiting for you to serve me, and he runs up and plops down this dirty box full of muslin, fowl and green poop, right where I was expecting my cake. And by the way, dearest Minuet, just how long are you going to stand there with my saucer in your hand? It is my birthday, don't you know. And since that thing in the box is my birthday gift, I certainly get to drown it.”

“Don't you dare!” said Minuet. “I'll take it if you don't want it...”

“Please!” said Razzmorten, throwing up his hands. “Let's you and I take the morning tomorrow and find you something special in the market, or if you know of something better just...”

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