The Burglar, part 4

That night I got in the car with my roommate.

"Where are we going?" I asked curiously.

She smiled blankly. "We're going to the mall."

I frowned. That didn't seem to add up with what she had been saying about "having some fun." Well, I would see what was up.

We went into the mall and looked around. My roommate seemed especially interested in a few pieces of jewelery that were in a small package. After picking it up off of its hook, she sighed at the price and put it back.

We didn't buy anything. Driving back to the dorm, I wondered what that had all been about.

The next day I saw my friend wearing that same piece of jewelery that she had admired so.

I went up to her. "How did you get that?" I asked indignantly.

She smiled slyly.

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