Steve, Gavin and Carla. R&B played. The three of them circled the two chairs, each keeping a corner of their eye on the other, with the other eye firmly fixed on the prize.
"Omenta! Omenta! We all fall down," whispered Carla.
They prowled like wild cats, ready to pounce.
The music stopped. Both boys instantly sprang sideways, with athletic precision and claimed a chair each. Carla was left standing, ready to make her move.
The smile disappeared from her face. "Oh, that's not fair," Carla whined. "You two are bigger and stronger... you've got an unfair advantage."
"You wanted to play, sis," said Gavin. He shrugged.
He turned his head sideways to a smiling Steven and kissed him firmly on the lips.
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