SPY
In the treehouse, 007 and 008 were laboriously writing secret notes with invisible ink.
'Jake, your mum just phoned. She wants you home in two minutes.' called Abby.
Jake jumped up and leaned over the rail 'Thanks, I'll be right there.'
Waving the paper at Robbie he exclaimed, ' Oh, crikey, 007. I can't see where I got to'.
Grace Galton
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