mere banter

As I sat in the car waiting for my darling sister and brother-in-law to exit the grocery store on Sunday evening I witnessed quite the sight. A young fellow no older than a teenager came bounding out with his hand oddly holding his coat close to his midsection as though cradling a precious yet secrete object. I sat there reflecting on what I was seeing, on how he nearly ran out of the store, on how he was obviously concealing something within his coat and thought 'this young man has just taken something he has not paid for.' My first impulse was to dash out of the car and yell, "stop thief!" while pointing ever so convictingly towards the wicked culprit. But upon further observation I discovered that the only other people in sight and hearing distance where none other than his two friends waiting patiently for him at the end of the parking lot. With this in mind I continued on in the car silently anticipating my family's due return, for what else could I do?

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