A week had passed when Debra had ran out of bread. She was hungry and dirty. She had considered going back to her parents, but that would also mean going back to Dale and that was just not an option. They would probably put her back into that cage.
She still got sick in the mornings. People walked past her, curling their noses. But once the morning had passed she felt her stomach protest against the lack of food.
As she stopped at a سپر مارکیٹ she considered what she was about to do. One of the ten commandments crossed her mind. Thou shall not steal. But she wasn’t going to steal anything. Stealing would mean taking it outside. There was no way her stomach would allow her to wait that much longer.
She walked inside the supermarket. She kept her eyes on the floor; she didn’t want anyone to see the guilty look on her face.
She took a basket, thinking it might make her look less suspicious. She walked through the aisles until she found one with food. She took a bag of English muffins, looked left and right and when no one seemed to be watching she opened it.
As she was filling her empty stomach some customers ceased their grocery shopping to watch her devour the entire bag. One of them turned their shopping کی ٹوکری, رکن کی نمائندہ and searched for a shop-assistant.
Debra hid the bag behind the other bags, the ones that hadn’t been opened yet, when she heard someone say: “She’s right over there. She’s eating without paying”
Debra turned her head, right when the shopping-assistant brought his walky-talky to his mouth to call security. Debra grabbed two مزید bags of English muffins, praying God not to punish her for the crime she was about to commit, and ran off.
Security went after her and in an attempt to escape them she threw as many things on the floor as possible.
She knew the entrance would be guarded, the emergency exit would be locked, so she walked to the first room she lay eyes on. Quietly begging the room would be empty and somehow lead outside she opened the door and entered.
She closed the door and turned around. She froze. The room was not empty. There was an older man, holding a mob in his hand.
The man looked at the two breads and then at her. He nodded behind him. There was a door and only now she noticed the red letters saying EXIT.
Debra quickly ran past him and opened the door. Once it closed the other door opened.
“Where is she?” the head of security demanded.
“Where is who?” the genitor asked, playing dumb.
“The girl! Where’s the girl? I saw her walking inside this room. She had two bags of food with her. Where is she?” the head insisted impatient.
The genitor leaned against his mob and grimaced. “You need to see an eye doctor. There’s no girl here”
“She probably went through that door” a security guard noted. He wanted to step آگے when the genitor lifted his mob and aimed it at him.
“Don’t آپ dare” he threatened. “I just spent an گھنٹہ cleaning this floor and I won’t let any of آپ make me start over. Back off”
Meanwhile Debra had been running across the streets and once she had reached an empty alley she stopped. She sunk down on the pavers, hiding in the shadows. Realizing she had been very lucky, she opened the سیکنڈ bag.