As Amy Williams let herself into her house, she heard the unmistakable sounds of her son Garrett and his best friend Bradley laughing and joking. The occasional muffled thud, suggested that they were up to the usual rough-housing and mindful of the damage done on the last occasion their play-fighting had gotten out of hand she raised her voice and called out "Garrett, I'm home."
As she'd expected the muffled thuds stopped immediately. She walked through the house and found the two young men waiting for her. Her son was wearing an expression that suggested he was trying hard not to laugh, while his best friend, while at first appearing calmer, also on closer inspection looked like he had a secret to hide. She sighed mentally, wondering what mischief they'd been up to.