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Peter lodged himself in the tree, the rough bark scraping against his skin. He stilled, keeping a hand clamped over his mouth just in case. His heart beat audibly in his chest. Any second now, he would be found, and it would be over.
No. He wouldn’t let himself be found, not this time, not when the stakes were so high. He just had to stay here, silent and motionless, for as long as he could.
The seconds stretched unbearably as he waited, apprehensively surveying his surroundings. After what seemed like an eternity, footsteps rustled through the pine needle floor. The sound got closer, circling around and stopping erratically before it finally stopped in front of Peter’s tree. He froze, filling with an icy horror.
No, she couldn’t have. It didn’t make sense. He couldn’t have been-
“Found you!” Morgan’s voice called up to him from the ground.
Peter groaned theatrically, lowering himself carefully from the tree branches.
How did he keep losing to an eight-year-old?
“Do we get to watch Frozen 2 now?”
And why had he made that deal?
He ruffled her hair, knocking the leaves and pine needles out of it. She just grinned at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Peter sighed dramatically, making a show of dragging his feet.
“Yes, Mo, now we are forced to watch Frozen 2 as per the decree of our queen, the winner of hide and seek.”
Morgan giggled, dragging him towards the door. Peter smiled despite himself, breaking the act.
And when, Peter wondered, had he gotten a sister?