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“Gray Squirrel to Red Robin – you there?” The crackling of static on the walkie-talkie.
“Red Robin do you copy?” An agitated voice shouted into the rectangular box.
The rustle of leaves parting in the bushes at the corner of the two story house drew the young boy’s attention. A familiar face, the face of his twin, peeked out and saluted. Eyes rolled, head shook, the one known as Gray Squirrel stepped out from his position behind the old black walnut tree. A scowl etched on his round face.
“You’re supposed to use the walkie remember?”
The bush shook, the other boy, Red Robin, shrugged. “Can you hear me now?”
“Loud and clear.” They were back to their mission.
A lovely woman, beyond teenage years, walked up the path towards the front door of the house. At the stoop she paused, smoothed down her skirt, hitched her book into the other arm, and rang the bell.
“MOVE IN! MOVE IN!” Red Robin shouted tossing aside his talking box.
Gray Squirrel leapt from behind the tree, both boys clad in their camo pants and dark shirts raced to the door. The woman jumped, spooked by the sudden rush of little soldiers, and dropped her burden to the ground.
“Freeze!” They shouted.
The woman stood and stared. A slow smile spread across her face.
“You’re under siege, drop your weapon!”
“She did, see,” Red Robin pointed to the black leather book at her feet.
“What’s going on here?” The door opened and an annoyed mother, still wearing her apron from preparing supper, stepped out.
“Oh, it’s alright Rhonda, the boys are just playing.”
“Out policing the yard again boys?” Rhonda planted her fist on her wide hips with lips pressed together.
“Halt!” Gray Squirrel held out his hand when an attempt to pick up the book was made. “That there is an illegal weapon ma’am. I’m afraid I’ll have to confiscate it.”
A finely etched brow rose. The two women looked at each other.
“Hand it over!” Red Robin thrust his hand out.
“Gregory Nathaniel”
“Here you go.” The book was laid in little hands. “You be careful now, God’s word can be a strong weapon against powerful enemies.”
The two boys looked at each other, their mother, the book, and shrugged.
“We’ll just be going now.” They backed up.
“Yeah, we’ll take this to our command center and check it out.”
“Don’t you boys go running off with Ms. Abby’s bible.”
“Don’t worry.” Gray Squirrel backed away. “We’re just going to make sure it is safe then we’ll bring it back.”
“You boys take your time. A long time if you need. I’ve always got a spare.”
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