Footsteps pounded the hardwood floors outside Zack and Sarah’s room. They were still sleeping, however, heads together and facing each other, but not touching. The door opened and Zack’s nephew, Ian, poked his head in.
“Uncle Zack?” He whispered, almost inaudible. Zack and Sarah, of course couldn’t hear him. Ian stepped inside the room and stared at
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