“Haha! You didn’t think that I made that bet earlier just for your sake, did you?” Windley teased.
“Are you itching for another beating?”
Windley immediately shut up after my threat. At least he knew when to stop.
After school that evening, I headed toward Old Jeff’s store as usual. Halfway there, I could faintly hear someone calling me.
“Psst! Leon, Leon!”
Confused, I looked around and I finally spotted Old Jeff’s head peeking out from behind a wall.
“Leon, over here. Quickly!”
Old Jeff yelled in a hushed voice. He was looking around nervously from time to time, just like a thief who had just committed a robbery.
I walked over, staring at him suspiciously when he suddenly pulled me behind the wall when I got close.
“What’s up with you?”
I asked, curious as to why Old Jeff was sn
