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“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” the little girl chirped. “I’ve found you, Uncle Remington!”
“You’re becoming quite the detective, Laurie Beth. How did you know I was hiding here?” He crawled out from underneath the bed.
“Aunt Laura said it was your favorite hiding place.”
“She did, didn’t she? Speaking of Aunt Laura, have you found her yet?”
“Not yet. I’ve already checked the laundry hamper. She’s not there.”
The corners of his mouth lifted into a proud grin.
“With Aunt Laura’s current condition, luv, I’m afraid she couldn’t fit into the hamper even if she wanted to.”