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Nigel noticed the time. "We've got to leave. They'll be here soon." Excited, he put his trainers on, hurrying Laura to follow his lead. Ready, he opened the front door and stepped out, waiting for his wife to join him.
"Going anywhere nice?" Callum asked, sitting on a collapsible chair on his drive.
"Our first viewers are coming to look at the house," he replied, locking the door.
Laura expected him to elaborate. "Go on!" She dug him in the ribs.
With a sigh, he faced his neighbour. "You know, we never really spoke about moving, did we? Laura and I, we don't want you to think…I mean, we've been getting on better since."
"You want us, me and the boys to be on our best behaviour, right? Am I close?" Callum got up from his chair. He held out his hand. "You have my word, we'll behave.
