“How come she’s not wet?” Ricky whispered.
Tim shrugged, but his own eyes were round.
The two were lying on the bluff above the pond on damp bellies, and passing a pair of miniature binoculars between them. Tim’s Nan would have his hide if she found out he’d ‘borrowed’ them, but Nan was dosing after an early toddy … And anyway, they needed the binoculars to spy on Gertrude, their new neighbor, who they suspected was a covert operator, or a witch, or both.
“She’s been sitting there forever,” Ricky groaned. Spying was a lot more glamorous in movies. And less muddy. “I’m soaked. How come she’s not wet?”
Tim fiddled with the binoculars. The dials didn’t work much but it made him feel important, if only because he forbade Ricky to touch them. “Must be she used spells. To make her waterproof.”
For Crimson’s Creative Challenge: #25
Na'ama Yehuda 
I like this. I’m there with the boys; you paint them so well.
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🙂 And … me have me a thought that Tim might get his hide tanned by Nan …
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Oh, no doubt of that. You story reminds me thof escapades enjoyed as a child with my brother.
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🙂 Well, they HAD to make sure she ain’t a covert operator, or a spy, or both … 😉
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Indeed. Just as my brother and I had our ‘enemies’, mostly gleaned from TV
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😀
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So typical of boys out on the loose.
Takes me back like 60 years
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Hopefully not with a tanned hide for ‘borrowing’ Nan’s stuff … 😉
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😄, nope! Nothing there a seven/ eight year would want….now my Dad’s air pistol…
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LOL Oy vey!
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😄
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This is so sweet and innocent – for now. As adults, it won’t go over quite so well!
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Yeah, the peeping Tim best not become a Peeping Tom when he grows up … 😉
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Exackery!!
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😀
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