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Moments later, the MacDonald\Venturi family walked into living room.
"Ahhhh. Home again," Nora sighed.
"Well, I'm gonna unpack," Casey declared.
"Need help?" Derek offered.
"Sure," Casey replied. The two began to walk upstairs.
"You know, they've been pretty nice to each other ever since we started home," Lizzie muttered.
"I know," Edwin agreed. He frowned. Then, "You think they're sick?" Lizzie just shrugged.
"Hold on a second, Casey," Derek requested. He placed the suitcase on the floor, got out of his jacket, then tossed it onto the couch.
"Dang, Derek. You are such a pig," Casey stated as he picked the suitcase up.
"Quit being such a priss," Derek responded as they headed for the stairs.
"Slacker," Casey shot back.
"Grade-grubber," Derek tossed out. Casey grinned. She had almost forgotten how much she had missed this.
"Freak," she insulted.
"Geek," came the retort. With a unisoned sigh, Nora and George watched as Casey and Derek continued up the stairs, bickering good-naturedly.
THE END