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It was a beautiful tote bag, handwoven with bright, abstract patterns.
"I know you love totes. I made sure I got you the best one I found," she beamed.
Always showering me with gifts, my friend is a rare gem.
"This is so pretty, thank you," I hugged her.
My cell phone buzzed. It's always on silent, but the vibration was on. I looked down. A mutual friend had sent me CCTV footage of a theft at a local handicraft store. I watched silently. My eyebrows lowered, and a frown followed. I sighed, looked up, and handed the tote bag back to her.
"We can't be friends anymore."
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