Teresa Dean Smeigh copyright August 2015
The watch was different. intriguing to the two boys. They snuck it out of Ronald’s mom’s bedroom while she was showering and then out of the house to inspect it further without being seen. They sat down on the curb and began exploring it. They had never seen anything like it.
“Whose watch was it?” asked Benjie. “Is it old?”
“My great grandfather Ronald’s. The one I was named after. Maybe Ma will give it to me. I am the oldest. You can see the gears and everything inside of it,” Ronald bragged.
“Ronald? Hey Ronald! Have you seen your great grandfather’s watch?” his mom shouted from her bedroom window. “I can’t find it where I left it on the chest of drawers. I have looked several times.”
“Uh no, Ma!”
“I hope your little brothers didn’t get a hold of it. It could be anywhere by now.”
Ronald shoved it to Benjie and not paying attention it dropped out of his hand and straight down the storm drain.