Grandma Evans just stood there with her mouth wide-open, right hand clutched to her body. She had been caught in the act of trying to remove a priceless object from an alarmed display stand.


4. The necklace

Chapter 4. The necklace

   Grandma was in a bad mood today. “Go away boy.” She swung her walking stick again and gave me another thump on my leg.

   “Leave off grandma, you’re hurting me.”

   “Serve you right. You’re a disagreeable little boy. You won’t go away. You keep on following me. I can’t even go to the powder room without finding you loitering outside.”

   Oh dear, I thought what should I do? Being this close to her was not good for one’s health. I decided it was best to make a strategic retreat before she landed another whack with that stick.

   All I could do was follow her at a distance. Whenever she went into a shop, I would quickly move over and observe her through the window or sometimes the doorway and then rush off as she was about to leave.

   On one such occasion, I noticed that she took a necklace and placed in her pocket without paying. Thankfully, I was the only one who saw her do it. I found it most upsetting, it brought back memories of the time I was caught stealing and how I couldn’t sit down without a cushion for a week.

   When William took over later, he adopted the same tactics.

   That evening in our daily report to Dad, we told him how Grandma was now reacting to our always being there. Also we told of our new tactics of just following and observing her, and of course, the incident of her stealing the necklace. 

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