The Boy and The Watch

So it was one fine weekday morning at the bus stop.

A little boy (who often comes to the bus stop with his Father) ran off to catch his school bus. He left his watch on the seat. His father was not around; presumably he had left already.

I pretended not to notice the lone watch on the seat, but there was no one else around at the bus stop. So I picked up the watch and kept it.

******************** The Next Day ********************

I brought the watch along with me, hoping to catch the boy with his dad.

Indeed, a few minutes later, the man came with his son. I walked over to the man:

Me: "Did your son lose a watch yesterday?"
Man: "Yes."
Me: "What color is the watch?"
Man: "Err... black."
Me: "What's the brand of the watch?"
Man: "I don't remember."

At this juncture, I took out the watch and held it in front of the man. His son was a few meters away playing when he noticed me. When he saw the watch I produced from my bag, he immediately walked over and reached out with his hand to take the watch from me.

I stood there looking at the two of them. 2 seconds passed. Silence. They made no eye contact with me.

I walked away in silence.