“I want to go in by myself. I still need to do it right. Chocolate. Pay. Receipt. Come back.”
I saw him kneeling on the tile again. A wave of terror washed over me.
“Can we go to the store?”
“We could go in together,” I said.
“We already did that,” Theo replied. “I get the receipts now. I do the paying sometimes. I want to do it right.”
“Do you feel ready?”
“Yes.”
I wanted to go with him, but he’d already told me what he wanted, and I knew he understood the plan.
I moved aside.
“I still need to do it right. Chocolate. Pay. Receipt. Come back.”
“Okay. I’ll wait outside.”
This time, I watched Theo through the glass the entire time. I watched him find the same chocolate bar and take it to Mrs. Bennett at register three.