57. The witty kid

I little boy was looking at me from the opposite chairs. I gave him a glance and continued to eat. He jumped down from the chair. His eyes were fixed at me. I slowly raised my eyes and looked at him again. Shifting my eyes back on the ice cream, I again ignored him. He took some steps towards me. I again looked at him with the side of my eyes. He walked more tow steps towards me.

I am not sharing anything. I turned around, showing my back to him and enjoyed my ice creams and chips. I could hear the running footsteps. The next moment, the boy was again in front of me. 'Stubborn kid.' Ignoring him completely, I again turned to the other side. He ran and again came in front of me. My mouth stopped wide opened before talking another bite of ice cream.

"Fine." I said and called him.

He rushed towards me with a huge smile on his face and snatched the packet of chips.