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“ I have my plan. We’ ll catch them and avenge ourselves. We will pretend that the girl is killed by the beast who,
himself, commits suicide!” said the officer. The criminals’ eyes opened gleefully wide.“ What a devilish scheme!” said Grasshopperboy in a breaking voice, as he listened to their plot. The horizon let escape the first fade rays of the sun. The kids saw that everyone was heading toward the helicopter. The chief of the police stopped and started again. started again. The boy noticed that the officer hesitated to follow his men in their shifts. He sat on a rock, his back to his men. He stared at what, a while before, used to be the entrance of the cave. He stood up. He sat down. He put his elbow on his knees and
cupped his chin. He crisscrossed his legs then detached them and put both fists on his knees.“ He looks like the statue of the Egyptian Seated Scribe!” murmured Grasshopperboy.“ I can’ t breathe!” moaned the girl,“ I want my inhaler!” The boy shook and shivered:“ What?”“ My inhaler. It makes my breathing easy.” said she faintly.“ Are you used to it?” asked Dinkykindy.“ It’ s the doctor’ s order.” answered the little girl. All of a sudden the screen showed the officer leaving his seat and moving closer and closer to the stone-shut fence. He felt, patted and knocked it. He shook his head and screamed:“ Axes! Axes”.
" Grasshopperboy " By Ezzeddine Cherni 51