“What didyado, punk? Where is he?”
“I didn’t do anything, I swear. I was just playing with him and then suddenly, whoosh, he isn’t there.”
Ramu ran back in terror while Minnu ran around in circles all the while screaming Cheenu’s name. The place devoid of Cheenu’s presence stared forlornly back at him.
When Damu kaku came out his house in response to Minnu’s anguished screams, he found himself looking into the terrorized eyes of the boy whom he had privately nicknamed “THE BOY TO BE WATCHED”.
Cheenu peeked out of his underwater hideout and gave a cheeky chuckle.
Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Fridayfictioneers .