Just before he turned a corner with the other boys, Carl suddenly stopped and looked back anxiously.
"Oh no! My bracelet... I can't find my bracelet!"
There was no one who didn't know about Carl's bracelet. Even if no one knew the story behind the bracelet he proudly wore on his arm, Carl always showed it off.
"I think I dropped it while eating dessert!"
"What do we do now, Carl... If the old witch finds your bracelet, she'll know we ate the desserts!"
A girl voiced her thoughts with concern.
It was the first time I had ever seen Carl like this. At the time I thought it was because he was worried about his bracelet. Then… I had an idea.
What if I took the bracelet? If I did that... Wouldn't I then become Carl's best friend? Wouldn't my 'friends' glorify me if I managed to get that bracelet and save the day?