The Bomb

One day the neighbor boy brought over a bomb that he found on the beach. We thought it was neat and were really checking it out. He finally said he would show it to Dad and see what he thought of it. He took it in our house and I could hear Dad yelling at him. He ran off with the bomb and Dad came out after him and wanted to know where he went. He said the bomb was probably live and the kid was going to kill himself. I spent the rest of the day listening for an explosion.