After mere minutes, Amy got up from the couch and called out for her charges, “Ollie-Ollie, all come free! Come down kids! I’ve decided on a game. Don’t make me have to come up there and get you, or I’ll make you pay in the worst way! Now I mean it! Chop-chop, everybody!”, Amy laughed as eager little Layla bounded down the stairs, followed by her two far more wary looking older siblings.
“Okay! Line up! Military fashion. That’s right. I want you all facing me, standing with your hands clasped behind your backs. Very good! Now children, I know you’ve probably heard some awful things about me, but I can assure you that if you just follow the rules for the week, everything will be fine between us. Cross me, and I can make a day feel like a whole week! Got it? Good then. Now, as a fun way to get to know each other a little better, I’ve decided we’ll play a game. You children like games, don’t you? Oh, goody! Today we’ll play” –
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