By Cynthia F. Buck
It was just a purse. A purse in the most beautiful shade of red, like a ripe cherry ready to be plucked from the tree. Other than the striking shade, there was nothing special about this purse, at least not that she could tell. It could have been a $1,500 dollar bag or a $15 one. She didn’t know and didn’t care. It was pretty, so she wanted it. People were either too trusting or too stupid. That just made her task easier.
If the owner valued it at all, she should’ve held on to it, instead of carelessly setting it down.
Human nature will out! Well written.
Thank you!
Nice job in writing this piece. I saw the ending – a theft – from the very beginning, but I like the way you held my interest to confirm my suspion.
Thanks!
my thoughts exactly!!