He tried to look casual as he rejoined them, but . . . "Luke Smith! Where have you been?"
Luke gave her an innocent smile. "Nowhere special. Why, how long was I gone?"
"Just five minutes, but we couldn't find you. Are you sure there isn't anything you want to tell me?"
"No, Mum, I swear. I was just around the corner, that's all," he said with confidence.
Clyde took him aside. "Funny, but your hair looks a little longer than it did five minutes ago."
"Shhh." Luke looked around nervously. "Don't let Mum find out, or she'll kill him! Anyway, you're next."
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