The three children: Rachel Griffin, her friend Sigfried Smith, and his girlfriend, Fearless Girl Report Valerie Fox, have just watched a group of adults repair a broken stone building with magic.
Wow!” Valerie snapped a last picture. “Why don’t they do repairs this way after storms and earthquakes? That would speed up disaster recovery more than ten thousand percent.”
“The Unwary would notice the magic,” Rachel said. “Though, occasionally, we do sneak in and do some repairs. Whenever you heard reports that something turned out not to be nearly as bad as first imagined? That was probably us.”
“But…why? Why hide? Why not tell everyone?” Valerie sat back down on the bed.
Rachel shrugged. “That’s just the way it’s done.”
“That’s stupid.” Sigfried complained over his shoulder. “What if we start telling people?”
“The Wisecraft sends out Obscurers to alter their memories,” Rachel shivered at the thought.
“What if I had my mother the reporter put it on the evening news?” Valerie asked. “Telling millions of people all at once.”
“Numbers don’t matter. ‘ Rachel replied. “Back in the last century, there was that astronaut who married a genie. It was reported all over the mundane press. Nowadays, the Unwary remember the events as if they had come from a television show.”
“You’re kidding, right?” Valerie stared at her. “You’re…not kidding.”
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