Prey, by Bruce Arbuckle

The woman talks loudly into her phone, the loudspeaker broadcasting the whole conversation to other customers, to their obvious irritation.

Her bag, seductively fat, expensive and available, is easily liberated from the back of the chair.  I keep on walking, the purse under my coat.

Shouting. Indignation. Footsteps.

I run.

This fifty-word story was written by Bruce Arbuckle, inspired by the Freewriters writing prompt on Hive, “expensive purse”

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