20 JUNE 2001 Wednesday - 1330
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Otterstow Canal
Smack! He had flicked his moistened tail on his hand, spraying Grace's face with water. Grace reflexively shut her eyes, but ignored what she considered Simon's childish attempt to get a rise out of her.
"Yes. I opened it . . . "
Splat!
" . . . yesterday," she finished, hoping, in vain, that Simon had as well.
Shmick!
"Do you have a key?" asked Simon.
"No. It doesn't need a key," answered Grace. "But it does need at least two people to see what's inside. And stop that, it's juvenile."
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