Their headquarters was located just beyond the woods and this was where they held their regular secret meetings. They had been compromised in the past, so the password was now changed weekly and no one was allowed entry without a badge.
Yesterday the team had proudly solved a case involving the missing teacup and today they were here to discuss the mysterious envelope found behind the garbage can.
As childhood memories came flooding back, John smiled, standing at the entrance of the now dilapidated shed. They had even managed to save enough money to get the door painted blue (even though Janet insisted on a pink handle, but she was the only girl on their team and was overwhelmingly outvoted, her tears gulped back as according to the rules, no ‘agent’ could cry for more than ten minutes).
“Password!” barked a gruff voice and John twirled around to see Janet standing there with her familiar upturned nose and cheeky grin. In the distance he could see the rest of his friends walking up, grinning broadly.
After a decade of life taking over for all; shifting country, leaving home, settling down… the team of secret agents was finally back together again!
Written for Sunday Photo Fiction