Evacuation (The Commorancy Book 3) by Al K. Line

Author:Al K. Line [Line, Al K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2014-11-27T08:00:00+00:00

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"Oh my god, what happened?"

"It was his fault."

"It was her fault."

Arcene and Sy shouted out their accusations at the same time, both almost helpless with laughter.

"Look at the state of you two, you're filthy." Letje tried to keep a straight face but couldn't, and burst out laughing at the sight that now confronted her.

Sy and Arcene were caught red-handed, each of them standing there holding on to great clumps of mud, caked in it from head to toe. What had started as a bit of gardening had quickly turned into a full on mud fight when Arcene got a little over zealous with the hoe and 'accidentally' flicked soil at Sy, just after he had washed his thick unruly hair too.

The end result was a manic five minutes of mud flinging that left them both out of breath, wet and filthy, but happy, all worries forgotten for a few brief minutes.

"Wanna join us," beamed Sy, pulling his arm back, ready to fire the messy missile.

Letje stared him down. "Don't you dare, do you know how long it takes me to wash my hair?"

"Hey, it takes me ages too, you don't see me complaining," shouted Arcene, ready to join the fight again.

"Yes, but the difference is Arcene that I don't really enjoy being dirty, but you do. And look at your clothes, you'll have to get changed now, and get washed again."

"Spoilsport," pouted Arcene, dropping her hand to the side.

Sy winked at Arcene. "Yeah, you'll have to go and get clean Arcene. In a minute. Haha." Before she knew what had hit her Letje found herself battling for survival against an onslaught of sloppy missiles flung from two very enthusiastic dirty warriors. There was nothing else for it...

"Right, that's it, you two better look out." Letje bent and grabbed herself large handfuls of the wet soil, and tried to return fire before the next barrage.

It was carnage and by the end of the battle they were all reduced to tears, too tired to continue, all in serious need of a good clean.

"I surrender. I think it's time we all got cleaned up, right Letje?" said Sy.

"Absolutely. Then try to get some rest, as we're on the move again this evening."

"Spoilsports," said Arcene, grinning manically, but visibly wilting after the frenzy of battle.

George peeked out from behind the bushes, checking if the coast was clear. He sidled up close to Arcene, but kept enough distance so she couldn't touch him with her filthy fingers.

"Letje?"

"Mm?"

"I think I've changed my mind," said Arcene coyly. "I don't want you to be my sister now."

"What? Oh," said a disappointed Letje.

"No no, I don't mean it in a bad way. I think... I think I want you and Sy to be my mum and dad instead." With that Arcene stood on tiptoe, kissed Sy on the cheek, gave a kiss to Letje too, and skipped off happily, with George, for once, actually playing catch-up to somebody. He seemed rather enamored with Arcene, having taken to following her about and stealing attention whenever he could.

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