
| "Ssshh", came the noise byeond the
door followed by a giggle, Chris
unlocked the door without trying to disturb anyone, creaking, the door
opened just a crack when he turned to Michael saying in a whispery voice,
"Looks like the old people arenīt home yet". Chris opened the door widely
letting a cool breeze find itīs way through the house, he hurried quietly to
the stairs and stopped, turned and asked Michael to go into the sitting room
to fetch his jacket, it was a little cold in the evenings now but was slowly
giving way to the summer nights. Chris scampered up the stairs claiming two steps at a time as he hopped to the top and across to his room, Michael watched him go in and walked over to the sitting room. There was a light flickering in the corner with a light murmuring voice in the background, careful not to bump into anything Michael walked steadily towards the light, the mumbles became louder and | ![]() ![]() Chapter.2 Chapter.3 Chapter.4 Chapter.5 Chapter.6 Chapter.7 Chapter.8 Chapter.9 Chapter10 Chapter11 Chapter12 Chapter13 ![]() ![]() |
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