Shadow

Shadow

I did not walk in the shadow

Hmmmm

Silly

Naïve girl

 

I walked in the open with my illegal item

Into the store

The store for weed supplies

The shadow store

 

And carried my bong bowl

Too dirty

Not old

But I couldn’t get it clean

And I needed to make sure

A replacement would fit the bong

 

It was in a ziplocked bag

In my purse

I entered the store

The salesman knows me

“ah, what do you need?”

I reached into my purse and took out the Ziploc

His eyes popped out

 

“If that’s used, don’t open it and put it away!!”

Oh my! Poor boy

20-something

Nearly apoplectic

Just so upset

I’m so la-di-da

Thinking “hey, what’s the big deal”

Which, as a non-sequitur, could explain why I don’t agree with the Police on some things

 

Oh my, please don’t faint, I thought

He quickly said, of my shadowed object, what do you need? Another one? I know the size.  He was rushing.  I said yes.

I paid and left.

Poor guy.

 

Later that day my straight-and-narrow 24-year old son came by.  In college, he minored in criminal justice.  I told him about my experience.  Oh crap Mom!!!  You did not do that!  Tell me you didn’t!  You could have been arrested; they could have charged you.  Mom!!!!!!!!

 

Oh.

I guess I should be more covert and walk in the shadows.

It feels sneaky.
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Kat

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