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Show 54 Karen said. "And it's just not being cooperative." "Maybe with spirits it doesn't matter," Elizabeth said. "They haven't got bodies so they can't do anything anyway," Bill said. "They can enter things," Sue Jensen said. "Tell it to enter the piano. I'd like to hear it play 'Canadian Sunset."1 "Oh spirit of the board," Dave intoned, "can you enter the piano and tickle them ivories?" His wrists were raised so that his fingers were perpendicular to the board, only the tips resting on the message indicator. Dave always liked to be theatrical. Lorin tried to remember what Karen had said about her cousin other than that she wasn't very selective about the boys she went out with. "It says yes," Karen announced. "Why isn't it doing it?" Sue asked. "Maybe it can enter it but doesn't know how to play it," Dick said. Lorin wished that he could slip invisibly into the living room and crash out a few chords on the Moellner's baby grand. He didn't know "Canadian Sunset" but he was pretty sure he remembered enough of "Wedding Day in Trodhaugen" to startle everybody. It occurred to him to wonder if Melanie would be as fast removing Steve's hand from her breast as she had been removing his. They would have left the ballet by this time-Lorin checked his watch-and he would have given a great deal to know that Steve had taken her home with a splitting headache and that she had gone inside and closed the door and run upstairs and thrown herself sobbing onto her bed while Steve slunk back to his car in mortification. He would even have given a great deal to know that they were sitting on the couch in Melanie's living room, talking quietly while her parents stayed discreetly in the kitchen making hot chocolate or something and trying not to eavesdrop. He would |