The boy growled and snatched at the girl as she made a run for it, lunging forward and clawing at her ankles. He'd be damned if he let the little thief get away. She even had the nerve to steal bread from his pockets! He'd make sure she paid for this.
The boy jolted forward as someone slammed into him, and he lost his footing, crashing to the ground. His bread flew everywhere, and unaware market-goers trampled it. He snatched up the unharmed rolls and shoved them in his pockets, whipping around to glare at the one who caused this. His sister...
Just get the bread and go. That's all the boy had to do. He weaved through the crowd, like he had done a million times before, and kept an eye out for the baker's kiosk. Kids tumbled around his feet and adults shoved him into other people, but he continued on, unfazed. He already had the small...