’Myheartbeatsso。Well，Iwentbacktomyboothandpickedupmystallandmyfruits，whatIcouldfindofthem。Icouldn’tkeepmystallfortwodaysIgotsuchafright，andwhenIgotroundI
couldn’tbidetheboothwherethethinghadhappened，soIcameovertotheotherside。Oh，therascals，ifIcouldbutseethemhanged。’
’Forwhat？’
’Why，forstealingmybook。’
’Ithoughtyoudidn’tdislikestealing，-thatyouwerereadytobuythings-therewasyourson，youknow-’