Chapter 5
Makayla bent and wrapped the bike lock around the metal bars of the bike rack in the small area reserved for bikes near the market. She grabbed the canvas bags that she had brought to carry her purchases out of the front basket, pausing when she felt something in the bottom of the outside bag when she ran her hand over them to flatten them out. Reaching in, she pulled out a small, narrow box. She blinked in surprise before she deduced that Henry must have forgotten it in the bag the last time he had gone shopping.
She slid the box into her pocketbook at her waist. After a quick check to make sure there was nothing else in any of the other bags, she gripped the handles and started across the street toward the market. Her eyes lit up with delight at the wide assortment of stands
