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Lucas turned round from looking out of the bedroom window.  “Actually, it’s just past midnight,” he replied and then added triumphantly, “And it’s Easter Day.”

Adam groaned.  “No, you are not starting your Easter eggs now.  If I wouldn’t let you open your stocking on Christmas morning at three minutes past midnight, I am certainly not letting you eat chocolate in bed at that time.  Especially as that would no doubt result in bits of chocolate on the sheets just waiting for the unwary, i.e. me, to lie on.”

“Well, it was worth a try!”

Adam snorted.  “And now, since even you don’t wake up in order to eat chocolate, why don’t you tell me what’s on our mind?”

Adam held his arms open and Lucas wriggled into them.

“You’ll think it’s silly,” Lucas began.

“I’ve never thought anything you say is silly.  So tell me, and we can go back to sleep and do something about it in the morning.”

Lucas murmured something.

“Oh yes,” Adam added with a grin.  “I agree, not before we’ve started our eggs.”