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"Shhhhh.” Davey put his finger to his lips as he gripped Nick’s hand, leading him down the stairs.
The shouting was less loud down here.
“Sit here and be extra quiet, ok Nicky?”
Nick nodded mutely, hugging his stuffed rabbit against his chest. He heard the sounds of dishes and cupboard doors and the kettle.
They weren't supposed to be down here.
David put a mug of hot cocoa in his hands and pulled out a book. “Do you want me to read you a story?”
Nick nodded, sipping the sweet concoction as David's halting words drowned out their parents.
