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“One, two, three...” John closed his eyes and counted.
“Not yet!” Dean yelled at the top of his lungs.
“Four, five, six, seven...”
“Not yet!” Dean was getting frantic.
“Eight, nine, TEN! Ready or not here I come!” John opened his eyes and began to look around the room. “Now where can he be?”
“What are you doing?” Mary stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips.
“I’m playing Hide and Seek with Dean.”
“I think you’re missing a player.” With a smile, she pointed to where Dean sat at the kitchen table eating a piece of pie.