She sighed a little to herself and considered for the 10 millionth time that maybe she'd overreacted to her stepfather. It wasn't like he'd done anything illegal to her. He was just a d**k to live with and her mother was so weak and obnoxious. But it might have been better to stick it out two years and go to college. She had the grades for it, maybe even good enough to get into college. But that was a dead dream now. It wasn't ever going to happen. This, stealing and eating cold spagehetti-o's was her present and her future.
She felt that she'd scoped the place out pretty well. There was a stockboy, two cashiers, a guy at the deli counter, a lady fall asleep at the butcher's table, and a manager cycling around somewhere. Everyone seemed to be pretty still and there were plenty of customer
