Your grandfather is Death, said Albert. You know? The skeleton in the black robe? Death, said Susan flatly. Well, I can't say I didn't have my suspicions.
Other children have xylophones. Susan just had to ask her grandfather to take his vest off.
Yes. There's a death in the family. It's hard to grow up normally when Grandfather rides a white horse and wields a scythe - especially when you have to take over the family business, and everyone mistakes you for the Tooth Fairy.
And especially when you have to face the new and addictive music that has entered the Discworld. It's lawless. It changes people. It's called Music with Rocks In. It's got a beat and you can dance to it, but . . . It's alive. And it won't fade away.
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