Spies
Two figures
-teenage boys-
stood crouched beneath the window.
Neither wished to speak.
They looked in,
barely daring to breathe while peering in.
From behind them,
a tiny voice asked,
"Is he the one?"
The pair spun, stunned,
to see the wide-eyed girl,
who had crawled to them through the bushes.
"Yeah," one muttered in response,
turning back to look in
on the boy fast asleep.
The other added softly,
"We tracked down his house.
Well, I did. It was easy."
The girl sighed in relief.
"We won't fail our mission, then.
Come on, let's go in."
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