Another Memory of Ayrie

I remember that Ayrie used to love to play a version of hide and seek that I called hide and scare. Ayrie, for whatever reason, loved to be scared (an emotion Robert and I run from!). He would tell me to hide and he would count to ten. As soon as he reach ten I would hear his feet scamper down the hall to find me, and his little voice saying “Chriiiiiiiista, Chriiiiiiiiista…..­” He would tentatively look behind doors and under beds to see if I was there, ready to pounce out and scare him. Eventually he would approach the closet door, and I would pop out and scare him with a “boo!” He would startle back, and then laugh uncontrollably gasping to tell me “again, again, again!”

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