I spent most of the summer away from home this year. My friend Ann, the charming lady in the background above was my gracious host. One morning, she asked me if I’d like to pay a visit to her favorite resale shop. She’d found some bargains and had to go back with the cash to pay for them It was a great sale; everything was five dollars. In fact, earlier that day, she had gotten a pair of Gucci Loafers and the gorgeous leather bag you see me clutching above. Jackson, her little dog was snuggled in the bag for the duration. I should have known from the worried look on his face that Ann might be plotting to rid herself of her summer-long guest. The store was packed. Women were trying on clothes in the aisles. One customer’s skirt was sold while she was busy trying on another in the aisle. As Ann rifled the racks hoping for one last bargain, I held Jackson and her purse, moving to stand in a breeze near the front door. The shop owner, recognizing the beautiful bag Ann had bought there just that morning, called out to warn her I was stealing her bag. Not realizing who she was talking to, I stood there like a dope, looking around for the purse thief. In a minute or two, Ann realized what was going on and saved me from arrest. It’s a good thing I had Jackson concealed on my person, or she might have just let them haul me off.
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