Bedbugs

‘Goodnight, darling,’ she whispered, and tiptoed out of the room. ‘Sleep tight — don’t let the bedbugs bite!’

The door clicked shut. His eyes snapped open. He reached beneath the bed for his bat.

Talk was all very well, but lately they’d been getting bolder.

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