“This is the place…no one will know….let’s dig here and bury it.” said Taby.
Beny didn’t answer … he was busy with his boat.
“Come here…..we don’t have all the time…”
“You are a fool…why did you pelt a rock…killing the ….”
“Not another word,” shrieked Taby; he was already regretting his folly.
Beny smiled; the boat was finally afloat.
Taby furiously dug a small pit and, with trembling hand, buried the dead.
“I wish I had missed the mark.”
“You are arrogant…..always pelting rocks at little birds. This time I will tell mama……”
Next moment Beny was in the water…… screeching like hell.
Word count 106
A post for Friday Fictioneers on a picture prompt.