WNP:  4/19/13
"They were unlikely partners in crime..."


Looking at the two figures appraoching, you would not think they are comrades in crime.  The old lady tottered about on spindly legs and wore rubbber-soled flat shoes, that in no way added to the stability of her gait. She forged ahead  rocking from side to side to move her many poiunds of flesh.  Her black-framed eye glasses rested on her pointy nose, as she looked about her, scanning the area.  I continued to observe as a young man about thirteen years old approach her from the side.  She glanced in his direction, he smiled briefly and opened the door to Busken's Bakery with a flourish.

Once inside the sweet smell of sugar, cinnamon, and chocolate permeated the air.  For anyone with a sweet tooth, it was a smell to delight the senses.  She pulled the young man to her and whispered something in his ear.  He looked at the old lady as if he was surprised by what she had uttered.  Then he made his move.

With a flash he scooped up several boxes of smiley cookies, several banana and zuchinni cakes were added to the stash.  The old lady feiiiigned surprise, grabbed her heart and gasped as the young boy dashed out of the door.  The others in the shop were surprised by the action, but more concerend for the old lady.
"Is there anything we can get for you, anyone we can call to come get you?"
"No, no," she said as she continued her act, "I'll be fine, it's just these young people today, tsk, tsk, tsk."
Everyone nodded in agreement as they ushered her to the door, calling out, "You be safe now."

Meanwhile, back at the old lady's apartment, the young lad waited for his grandmother to enter through the kitchen door.  He had set the goodies out on the table, ready for devouring.
"Whew, gran, that was close this time."  He looked at his gran with a big smile on his face as he helped her to a chair.  She smiled a toothless smile that always made him laugh.  "Ha ha ha ha.

"Ah my boy, you done good.  Is the   This is the best caper we ever pulled.