The Cookie Thief

by Valerine Cox

A woman was waiting at an airport one night With several long hours before her flight She hunted for a book in the airport shop Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop 

She was engrossed in her book but happened to see That the man beside her as bold as could be Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene

She munched cookies and watched the clock  As this gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock  She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by  Thinking “If I wasn’t so nice I’d blacken his eye” 

With each cookie she took he took one too  And when only one was left she wondered what he’d do  With a smile on his face and a nervous laugh  He took the last cookie and broke it in half 

He offered her half as he ate the other  She snatched it from him and thought “Oh brother  This guy has some nerve and he’s also rude  Why he didn’t even show any gratitude” 

She had never known when she had been so galled  And sighed with relief when her flight was called  She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate  Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate 

She boarded the plane and sank in her seat  Then sought her book which was almost complete  As she reached in her baggage she gasped with surprise  There was her bag of cookies in front of her eyes 

“If mine are here” she moaned with despair  “Then the others were his and he tried to share”  “Too late to apologize she realized with grief”  That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief. 

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