You persuade your religious cousin to shoplift.

“God wants you to have a new bookmark, he really must otherwise why did it appear in your book?”.

You look carefully around the store, the communion plates and cups slightly block your view of the Priest on the register.

“Maybe I could just check with Father Anthony…” your cousin starts to step forward toward the counter, but you yank her back by her backpack.

“Don’t be silly, it’s one of those signs you’re always talking about. Just leave the bookmark in there, put your book back in your bag and let’s go!”. You can see she’s wavering.

You can almost taste the choc caramel shake you’ll buy when you collect on your bet. “It’ll be delicious…”  you mumble. Claire looks at you suspiciously but doesn’t stop on her way through the doors…