LUcy-Camilla lived in a grand house. One day she happened to spot a car she recognised and which meant she wished she wasn't there - her overpowering, pompous and boring Aunt was visiting. She crept out to the garage and huddled down in her car. She waited until the Aunt entered the house, then she pounced - still crouching low she drove out of the garage and down the driveway as fast as she could to the road. "Phew, that was a lucky escape", she cried out. She headed to a nondescript eating establishment and tried to prolong her meal as long as possible. A bland meal in questionable surroundings was better than having to endure her Aunt.
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