Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 - 2 | Page 154

Static from the TV caught my eye. An image of Zheng He popped up on the video game screen.
That wasn’t part of the game! Yet, there he was. He said, “Your mission is complete, dude, and now that
boomerangs are in the shops of Nanjing, mine is too. Thanks, man!” (Okay, yes, I taught him some modern
words). I shook my head and said “Wow!”. Zheng He smiled back at me and said, “Cool, right? Goodbye
for now!” Then, POOF! Zheng He vanished. That had just proved that it wasn’t a dream. I had finished my
adventure, and it had been a most marvelous one!
Wait, did he just say, “for now”?!?