"Yes, God," Twyla replied as her eyes glinted.
"Is that kid still throwing a tantrum?" God asked.
"He never stopped. He kept trying to run away, but we were able to keep him under control. We were initially worried he might go on a hunger strike, but he can't last past two meals."
God nodded. "Let's go and see him."
They heard a noise the moment they arrived at the doorway.
"Abracadabra, abracadabra! You can't see me now. You can't see me now! I'm invisible! I'm invisible!"
With his brows furrowed, God pushed the door open.
A small figure moved toward the door slowly. God remained motionless, but when the figure went near him, he reached out to catch it.
God removed the black blanket over Primo's body and stared at him coldly.
Primo was shocked.
He opened his mouth and muttered, "I think you can't see me. I have invisible cloak! TV says wear invisible cloak, you can't see me!"
God's head began to throb.
He looked toward Twyla. "Say, are you sure he has a normal IQ?"
