╳ ▓ DEVIL ▓ ╳
Owen squinted his eyes. Other than that, he visibly RELAXED; straightening
his back && stuffing his hands into his pockets. ( she saw him take money from the
tip jar; a minor crime, something easily fixably should he be busted —– she had NO
idea about the other things, about what else the boy did in his free time )
This child was pretty OBSERVANT. He didn’t show up at this place very often, only
rarely, really rarely, && that Eliza managed to catch him taking money —- Owen was
IMPRESSED, && he hated himself for that.
“Look at the little bitch girl, watching other
customers —– got nothing BETTER to do??
&& mama taking you along —- not old
enough for school, are you??”
“ You take o t h e r things too, don’tcha. I saw how you took the money too. You took it when you thought no one was looking. You’ve done this before, haven’t you. ”
The words were PHRASED like an inquiry, but spoken with complete assurance. Eliza knew she was c o r r e c t in assuming he’d taken many more things besides a few dollars. The child continued smiling sweetly, meeting his glare head-on.
After all, he wasn’t denying the accusations.
“ I haven’t started school yet, I will soon though. ”