"When's Bobby getting here?" asked Charlie, peeking out of the front window. "I want to show him my trains."
"Any minute now. Remember, he's only little so set a good example", said Charlie's Mom.
The doorbell rang; Bobby and his Mom had arrived. Bobby was wearing a white shirt and checked dungarees. "He's so little and cute!" said Charlie.
"Come on, I'll show you my train set." Charlie lead Bobby by the hand to the den. Then he showed him how to build the train track piece by piece. But Bobby pulled the track apart and put each piece back in the box. "No, Bobby!" said Charlie.
Charlie took his cars out of the cupboard and showed Bobby how to race them. But Bobby just took everything out of the cupboard. "No, Bobby!" said Charlie.
Charlie got a piece of paper and showed Bobby how to make a paper aeroplane. But Bobby just ripped the paper into shreds. "NO, Bobby!" said Charlie, and put the shreds of paper in the bin. Bobby laughed and ripped some more.
"I hope you two are playing well together!" shouted Charlie's Mom. from the lounge.
Charlie ran into his bedroom and slammed the door. Bobby ran after him and banged on the door. "Go away!" whispered Charlie.
But Charlie needed the bathroom. He ran in and slammed the door. Bobby laughed and followed him. "Go away!" whispererd Charlie. He waited in the bathroom until the sound of the flush had faded, then he opened the door little. No Bobby. He opened it a little more and stuck his head out so he could see up and down the corridor. Still no Bobby. He tiptoed into his Mom's room and hid in the bottom of her wardrobe.
"You cant get me now Bobby!" he whispered. There was a small box next to him. He opened it - chocolates! His favourite. Only one or two had been eaten. Mom won't notice one missing, he thought, popping one into his mouth. It was so tasty - rich and sweet, melting in his mouth. Just one more, he thought.
Several chocolates later, Charlie realised he had to leave a couple so Mom wouldn't notice. He took a tissue from his pocket and carefully wiped his fingers and mouth, then put the lid back on the box. He didn't notice the two eyes watching him from under the bed as he tiptoed out of the room.
Charlie was in his room putting his train track back together when his Mom shouted it was time to go.
"Where's Bobby?"she asked. Charlie shrugged. They looked in his room. No Bobby.They looked in the bathroom. No Bobby. Finally, they looked in Mom's bedroom.
There, sitting in the bottom of her wardrobe was Bobby. He had a brown chocolate beard, chocolate fingers and a big chocolatey grin. The box of chocolates was empty.
"How on earth did you find those?" asked Charlie's Mom in surprise. She looked at Charlie.
"I didn't show him, I mean... I thought no-one was looking!" said Charlie. Bobby took the box, toddled to the wastepaper basket and threw it in.
"But I taught him that!" said Charlie.
Charlie's Mom frowned. "Charlie, honey, whatever you do in life, do it well so you set a good example to others, even if you think no-one's looking. Especially if you think no-one is looking, because God sees your heart."
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