My Jaw Dropped as She Whispered, “I Have a Sixth Sense for Justice.”
As we stood at a distance, I watched in awe as the scene unfolded before us. The store was abuzz with tension as the guards confronted a man who had been acting suspiciously.
It turned out he had been trying to steal several expensive items by hiding them under his jacket. Shocked whispers spread among the customers as they watched the drama unfold.
Despite the man’s protests, the evidence was clear. Security footage had caught him in the act, and the stolen items were quickly recovered. As the guards escorted him away, his arrogance faded into humiliation.
My wife gently squeezed my hand, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “Karma has a way of catching up with people,” she said, her instincts once again proving to be spot on.
Though the commotion had delayed our departure from the store, it felt like a small price to pay for witnessing such a moment of poetic justice.
With a grateful smile, I wrapped my arm around my wife, feeling fortunate to have her by my side, both in life and during unexpected moments of excitement.