The first thing I stole was puff puff. Hot, soft yet somewhat crunchy. Mum was furious. I was to work for Mummy Elohor and I stole. I felt bad that I let her down. Worse, she grabbed the stolen puff puff and ate it while explaining that thieves go to hell. She even made a show of shuffling scriptures.
The next day of work I was determined not to steal, not even when I sieved out the golden balls and mistakenly stuffed some into my pocket. I was prepared. I shuffled scriptures for mum while she hungrily searched my bag.