The two of them were tied, back to back. Their feet were tied too, and they were in the middle of the track. From a distance, he watched them struggle against the tight knots.
He watched them look for what they knew would come. He smiled. It would happen any moment now.
He laughed, hearing the sound of the train that chugged toward the two of them. Only he saw the fear in their eyes, and heard their screams as the engine hit them with a quick dull thud.
And then he turned toward me and said, “Daddy, train dash people.”
And proudly showed me the engine of his toy train set which had dashed against his sister’s dolls.
(23rd April 2014)