Small Secrets

For a long time nobody spoke a word at the table. The sound of angry arguments began to get louder from upstairs.

Dawson broke the silence.

“I wonder what is going up there.”

“Something about my uncle, that’s for sure.”

“Do you want to go investigate,” Dawson suddenly suggested.

Benny nodded. “But how…? I would get into deep trouble if they find me eavesdropping on them outside the door.”

“No, with this,” Dawson produced something out of his pocket.

“Looks like a toy gun taped with speakers,” V said suspiciously.

“Hey, it works, ok. Benny’s mom isn’t the only Technopratic genius around here. This is called the Eaves Dropper.”

“What does it do?” Benny asked.

“Just watch.”

Dawson slowly pointed the ray gun shaped device at the study room upstairs.

Then he pressed the trigger.

Immediately there was the sound of Dr Bernstein’s angry voice on the machine speaker.

"God rest his soul but I wish to seek closure and so should you."