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Lynnsey drove steadily and soon arrived at the door of the house, and then she got out of the car and took the kids out. "Ms. Bridge, you are finally back!" A little boy shouted from behind. Lynnsey looked back and saw a cool boy in jeans running towards her and throwing himself into her arms. "Spike! How come you get here?" Spike put his arms around Lynnsey's neck and said in a muffled voice, "I'm so starving! I want to eat the noodles you cooked for me, Ms. Bridge." Lynnsey was a little speechless. "Did you sneak out again? Did you tell your dad you are here?" "I didn't sneak out!" Spike shook his head and said, "I told Daddy that I want to see you. So he let me out!" Lynnsey had told Spike that if he sneaked out again, she would never see him again, and Spike bore her words in mi