"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

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