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“Really?” Abby’s eyes had grown round “Can we go now?”

“Of course we can—under one condition”

“What?”

“That we stop at the bathrooet all washed up”

“’Kay,” Abby said again

“Great Let’s go, then” Claire held out her hand

Juht, Uncle Marc? Claire’s not a stranger, she’s your friend”

“It’s absolutely ’kay,” Marc assured her “Happy so”

Marc was scrubbing the knobs on the equipment and there was a pile of brown paper towels on the floor beside him when Aidan and Casey walked in

“I’ the room

There was an overturned chair, papers strewn everywhere and footprints on the expensive oval table The wall above the tech table was smeared with chocolate, and there were crayons scattered on the table and on Casey’s tilted chair Hermess on the floor

“You don’t need to ask,” Marc replied “You already know The miniature cyclone was here”

Aidan turned to Casey “I apologize I’ll have a cleaning crew sent over immediately to restore this place to normal”

Casey grinned “Oh, I don’t know I think your brother is doing a great job”