The twins were digging in the yard again.
From her spot on the back deck, the babysitter listened to the sounds of plastic shovels hitting the dirt and giggling. They had found a distant, sandy corner of the garden and had made the hole their summer project.
She had been concerned, but their parents said it was fine so long as they stayed in the yard and out of their flower bed.
But after a while, she realized she could not see them. Instead of giggling, she heard the sound of the ocean. The twins had made an escape tunnel.

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