35...running towards the sister’s room. Because he was a casual sock, it meant he got to play a lot at the weekend. The feet that wore Sockspector belonged to a ten-year-old boy. He was the outdoorsy and adventurous type, which meant Sockspector learnt many skills from hide...

34...numerous times to get back to the sister’s bedroom where she belonged and where she thought her right-sock was waiting for her. But each time her fear of heights got the better of her, and she chickened out. Sockspector shot them a final wave and then went on his way...

33...moving down the hallway. Sockspector turned back to the drawer, and all of the socks were peering out, nervously watching. They all cheered and wished him well. “You’re my hero!” Fancy-sock yelled, her frilly lace trim quivering as she moved. Fancy-sock had tried to escape..

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