CHAPTER 3: IT’S THE LITTLE THINGS ‘Thank you again, 86,’ replied 88 as she glanced around. ‘Oh, where is 66? I bet he’s taking photos and uploading them again. He’s been acting very suspiciously lately; ever since he last went to , in fact.’ Eventually, 66 returned. ‘And where have you been?’ 88 asked – well, tutted. ‘I need help lifting this new bag of organic flour that 86 has kindly made for us.’ ‘How about a little photo first?’ suggested 66 as he held up his new Phone 99. ‘I can post it on the internet along with the picture of the monster bear I took.’ ‘Oh, that picture was amazing,’ remarked 86. ‘Just one question: was that photo real or was it fake?’ he asked. ‘Real. Definitely real. I was there,’ 66 replied proudly. ‘And I took it on my new Phone 99.’ 66 suddenly froze. His secret was out, and he’d let it out himself! ‘Ah…’ 88 simply stood, arms crossed, shaking her head. Her eyes weren’t fixed on the bag of organic flour 43
THE NUMBERS: GREATER THAN THE SUM OF THEIR PARTS! 86 had kindly made, and nor was she looking at the tasty, tempting treats she’d given him. No, she was staring at 66’s new pride and joy – the reason why 66 had been acting so strangely. The new Phone 99. ‘So…’ 88 began, her tone clearly reflecting her disapproval, ‘you did buy something when you went out to the other day… hmm. Let’s just say you’re going to be spending an awful long time doing the washing up over the next few weeks.’ 66 said nothing in reply. After taking a very quick photo, he simply slipped his phone back in his pocket, lifted the bag of flour in both hands, and was then marched swiftly back to by 88, who pulled him by the string of his apron… tightly. Ouch. 44
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