Chapter 24The Rigby children were annoyingly exuberant first thing that morning.
“Quiet guys, please,” Johnny pleaded. “I can't hear myself think.”
“How can you hear yourself think, Daddy? You think in your head not out loud,” Emma replied.
“Not out loud,” Alex echoed.
“Children, that's enough now,” Bee cut in. “Daddy's tired and he's got to get ready for work. Have you got your gym kit, Emma? Is your bag packed, Alex? Where's Marie?”
“She's trying to find Alex's reading book. He hid it,” Emma giggled.
Marie came into the kitchen triumphantly clutching the book. She wagged her finger at Alex. “You are a cheeky menkie,” she said, not getting the pronunciation quite right.
“Menkie, menkie, cheeky little menkie,” Emma chanted clapping her hands and dancing in time to her singing.
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