Shopping with justice

The shoplifter sashayed down the aisles. “Weird to walk that way, shouldn’t it draw attention?”I’d thought as I watched her slip a toaster, still in the box under her coat. “Should I tell somebody?” I pondered, weighing my scales of justice on the matter but my considerations were interrupted.
“Lady, you’re coming with me, we got to go to the office.” said the store security guard.
Relieved to be unburdened of the decision to do or not do the right thing I watched them walk away. My eyes connected with a man standing behind me. I watched in wonderment as he slid laundry soap pods under his leather coat!
“Nice day for shopping Ma’am?” He asked rather than stated and watching his face gain a menacing appearance and I remained silent.
© Zora Zebic 2016

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