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304 pages, Hardcover
First published September 29, 2011
Normally, I do not stalk people in grocery stores.
I confess to the occasional practice of supermarket voyeurism.
But who doesn’t sometimes notice the curious collections of fellow shoppers, then contemplate what they may reveal about them?
Late on an otherwise average Tuesday afternoon, a sight near the canned tuna stopped me dead in my tracks. The cart sat as if abandoned in the middle of the aisle. It contained two dozen haphazardly piled boxes of dehydrated mixes for pasta, casseroles, rice, and stuffing and dubious jars of gravy. Despite being half full, the cart contained no real food. As I stood contemplating its contents, a heavyset woman in her late thirties, casually attired in an eggplant colored fleece, claimed the cart. Her preteen daughter twirled impatiently around her, quietly singing a Lady Gaga song under her breath.
Would it be wrong if I followed her to find out what else she might buy?