On our way out of the drugstore we heard a rapid, high-pitched beep. “Step back.” A teenage security guard ordered us back through the alarm. Ed and I rolled our eyes at each other and stepped back into the store. After a nod from the security guard we stepped back out. Beep-beep-beep. The guard waved his hand for us to step back in. We stepped back in. “Open your bags, please.”
the lipstick is in your purse
