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     “Bite me,” his sister whispered. “Come here and bite me…”    The boy put his finger to his lips. “Hush! You’ll scare it off! Besides, it’s my turn to get bitten.”    We’ll see about that, the glimmer in her eyes said. His mouth curled into a smile: challenge accepted.    The two children crept forward. Their suntanned arms were stretched out to a tiny dot on the wall, like compass needles pointing north. Their ‘north pole’ however had legs and wings, so flimsy they almost disappeared against the backdrop of flowery, yellowed wallpaper. It was a miracle he had s