Whenever I was with a group of kids, the temptation to shoplift was greater. There was a thrill to be shared and safety in numbers. My chums were more likely to talk about it than to actually do it, but once in awhile, one of us would give in. After a hasty escape and covert examination of the booty, the accusations would come and the “winner” reduced to the level of common thief. I remember sneaking back into Orek’s department store to return an object after we had stolen it- and I have to say, this was more fun than taking it!