“I dare you!” Thomas urged, pushing his brother in the back. “Go on, go in there – it’ll be fine, he isn’t home.”

Sam turned on his brother. Thomas was always so quick to volunteer someone else when it came to doing something stupid. “You go, I’m not going in there mum will kill me if I get caught”

“Big baby” laughed Thomas, the sun reflecting off his mop of yellow hair “I don’t know what you’re so scared of!”

“Shut up” shouted Sam, pushing his brother in the chest “you go in there then if you’re so brave!”

“Don’t need to, I have nothing to prove.” Thomas teased. He was 2 years younger but already an inch taller than Sam and the scar above his eye was proof that he wasn’t one for caution.

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