the Gardner by vathart
He's been looking out the window with his little bear watching as
the gardner walks back and forth, going about his business. Each
time the boys eyes follow the figure cross and recross his vision.
One time the gardner happened to look in and right at the boy. A
chill leaped throughout the boys body. There was something in
the mans eyes that made him cold. The smirk that he gave him.
Once the gardner passed one more time, the boy rushed into the
kitchen and grabbed it. The gardner didn't pass the window again.