Amy sighed. She looked around the hospital room. Uncle Ben looked healthier than ever. Gran updated him on the latest news from home.
“Let’s go to the girls’ room,” whispered Bess. They raced down the passage.
“Let’s switch off the lights!” giggled Amy. She pulled the string hanging from the ceiling. A bell rang. They stared at each other wide-eyed. Footsteps rushed their way.
“Hide, quickly!” said Amy. Amy hid behind the door. Bess pulled her feet up onto the toilet seat.
The footsteps entered. “Is everything all right?” They froze. “No playing in here!”
The footsteps faded.