The two young men used their torches to make their way through the wood.
The younger of the two lead the way. He was obviously excited about what he was about to show his friend. They came to a halt in a low lying clearing. He showed his friend what he had done by shining his light onto a freshly dug grave. His best friend and fellow player on the school rugby team was both amazed and impressed.
He scratched his head and said, “Wow!”
“It’s for the ratbag,” said the other.
“I don’t understand.”
“You know, for him.” He waved his torch across the opening. “We can put him down there. Nobody’s going to find him out here.”
“But he’s not dead!”
“He isn’t?”
“No.”
“But, your text. You said that you did the right thing and he’s no longer with us.”
“So?”
“Well, you know, no longer with us, dead!”
“Ah! Got you.” His friend smiled. “You thought I’d actually bumped him off.”
“Well, yes. You’re always saying you’d like to kill him. I thought you’d done it!”
The other snorted. “Nah! I reported him to the coach for selling drugs and he’s cut him from the team. That’s what I meant by no longer with us.” He sniffed. “Didn’t get much in the way of thanks from the coach. He all but called me a snitch. Said he was forced to report it to the authorities. Never did like him. Anyway, I’m thinking of leaving the team.”
He looked down into the hole. “Wow! I must say you went to a lot of trouble. I really appreciate it, you know.” He walked around it, sizing it up. “You look as though you even have the dimensions right. He’s a tall bugger.” He shrugged. “It seems a waste.”
He turned back to his friend. “How tall’s the coach?”
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