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“Last in Line” by Alice Baburek
The aged woman cautiously looked about the almost empty parking lot. A handful of cars remained. Employees, no doubt. Her car sat alone under the light. It had been a beautiful summer evening. A quick dash to the grocery store with only fifteen minutes to spare. The bag she carried was not heavy, just bulky. The few items inside shifted, tearing the paper-thin bag. The large oranges tumbled to the ground.
“Not again,” she mumbled. She clicked open the back end of the vehicle and placed the torn bag inside. She did not notice the dark figure near the side of her car. Without hesitation, she bent down and began retrieving the fallen fruit.
“Your purse, old lady,” demanded a shaky voice.
Alison Chambers stood up, almost tipping over. “What?” she asked, regaining her balance. She tossed the oranges in the open car.
The ominous figure held a shiny steel serrated knife. The dark hood fell off his thick, mussed hair. The young man licked his cracked lips. “You heard me…your purse…now…before I cut you wide open.” The crazy-eyed punk snickered. His hand trembled. Alison could see the sweat on his forehead. His T-shirt was stained. The dirty blue jeans hugged his youthful hips.
“Young man, I’m sure you can see plainly I do not have a purse. In fact, I do not carry a purse for just this reason,” explained Alison. Her heart beat a tad faster. She ignored the increasing palpitations. A slight pain inched across her heavy chest. Her mind focused. With a little luck, she could diffuse the unfortunate situation.
The assailant glanced around. It was just the two of them. “You had to have money, old lady, to buy your groceries. So, give it up,” he shouted, leaning in closer to her face.
Alison immediately pulled back. She crossed her arms. “Exactly my point! I only bring what I know I’m going to spend. Nothing more…nothing less.”
The young thug rubbed the back of his moist neck. “Come on…you’ve got to have something. Nobody goes to the store with exact change. You’re lying to me!” he screamed. He thrusted the knife at Alison.
In a split second, Alison closed her droopy eyelids. She focused on his musky scent. Her self-defense instincts immediately took over. She had been practicing them for years. Her aged body reacted with precision. Within a blink of an eye, she moved out of the way and then grabbed his unprotected wrist.
“Damn!” yelled the young man as he howled in agony. The shining blade clinked as it hit the pavement.
Wasting no time, Alison swung her heavy leg upwards into his open groin.
The assailant crumpled in agony onto his knees. Crying out obscenities lost in the night. “What the…?” Spittle flew from his contorted mouth.
Alison backed further away. She felt her pants pocket and retrieved her cell phone. She punched the number 911. But nothing happened. The young thug was still grappling with his tender private parts. Tears streamed down his dirty face.
Alison could hear sirens in the distance. Someone from the store must have called. It wouldn’t be long now. Suddenly, a middle-aged woman was standing next to her. She smiled at Alison.
“I like your style,” said the stranger. Alison stared at the mysterious woman.
“Where did you come from?” questioned Alison. The woman had a pleasant face with a few wrinkles. Her hair was short and curly. A blue polo and capri pants fit the woman’s flattering curves.
“I don’t think this jerk will ever learn,” said a deep male voice. Alison’s eyes were instantly drawn to the strange man standing near the assailant, who was still crying in pain.
“Why do I get stuck with the likes of this kind?” The mystery man was tall and lanky. His flannel shirt and blue jeans hung loose. Short, dark hair and a long, pointed nose. He couldn’t be more than thirty. And he seemed to know the mystery woman.
“Where did you come from?” asked Alison. She looked back and forth between the two strangers.
“Same place as her,” he stated, pointing to the female beside Alison.
The young man on the ground was sniffling. “I’m sorry, lady. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you, honest!” he whimpered.
Alison’s eyebrows squished together. What was he talking about? She hurt him—not the other way around.
“I don’t understand,” whispered Alison. The woman beside her sighed.
“He didn’t actually kill you…well, his actions caused your heart to rupture. Your mitral valve was blocked. There’s no coming back from that. Even if the paramedics did arrive a tad earlier…it was your time.” It was then that Alison saw the body on the ground.
“Is…is that me?” murmured Alison. Her wrinkled hand gently touched her quivering lips.
Before the stranger could answer, two police cruisers pulled up. A female officer jumped out of her vehicle, pulled her gun, and aimed it at the blubbering assailant. The other officer rushed to the deceased and immediately started to perform CPR.
“Don’t move…keep your hands where I can see them,” insisted the female officer. The young assailant had stopped crying. He remained still on the ground.
“My wrist…it’s broken. The old woman broke my wrist. Can you believe it? She kicked me in the balls, too. What old person does that?” he moaned.
“One who has to defend themselves against scum like you!” shouted the strange man. “I swear…” He shook his head. “Is this my penance?” He gestured his hand towards the crook.
“It’s up to the Almighty, you know this, Stuart.” The woman pointed to the sky.
“Anne…of course, I know this. But why me? Why am I tasked to guard a delinquent soon to be convicted of murder?”
Anne shrugged her shoulders.
“I didn’t ask for this job, Anne. I had no choice in the matter.” He paced back and forth.
The paramedics arrived. Alison’s attention was drawn to the two older males as they rushed to the body—her body—white face and skin the color of ash.
One of the paramedics took over for the officer. Minutes ticked by. He checked her pulse. He looked up at his coworker and then shook his head from side to side.
“She’s gone. Let’s get the gurney.” Minutes later, they lifted Alison’s empty shell.
“Hey! Hey! What about me? My wrist is broken. I need medical attention!” shouted the young man, still on the ground.
As they pushed the gurney inside the back of the ambulance, one of the men turned to respond.
“You can catch the next ride,” he said through gritted teeth.
The female officer holstered her weapon and pulled out her handcuffs. The male officer read the murderer his rights.
“Let’s go, buddy. I’ll take you to the hospital.” They helped the young suspect into the backseat of the cruiser and clicked his free hand to the steel bar.
“Stuart, you’re going to miss your ride,” stated Anne. Alison could not wrap her mind around the scenario unfolding before her. Was she dreaming? Or was she really dead?
“Oh, that’s funny, Anne. Really funny! Ha, ha!” Stuart twirled into a circle and then disappeared.
“Where…where did he go?” asked Alison.
“Wherever Henry Wilson goes,” replied Anne. “You see, Stuart is his guardian angel. He’s been tasked with guarding the man who just happened to cause your death.”
Alison watched as the ambulance pulled away with silent flashing lights. The police cruiser containing Henry Wilson sped out of the parking lot.
The other officer left behind was speaking on her shoulder mic. Then, she opened her trunk and pulled out the yellow crime scene tape.
“I’m Anne, by the way—your guardian angel. We should be going. There’s nothing left for you here anymore, Alison.” The middle-aged woman gave a slight smile.
“I can’t believe…” Alison’s words trailed off. Was she truly dead?
“I know. It’s a lot to take in. In time, you’ll come to grips with it.” Anne slowly turned and then looked back over her shoulder at Alison.
“What’s next?” asked Alison. And then suddenly, a miraculous peacefulness consumed her soul.
“Well, that’s actually up to you. Let’s take a walk, and I’ll give you a few pointers…” The two women then disappeared into the swirling white mist under the heavenly starlit sky.
Previously published in “Hedge Apple Literary Magazine”
Copyright © 2026 Alice Baburek
#death #groceryStore #guardianAngel #heartAttack #robber #selfDefense
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https://www.europesays.com/africa/224603/ Break-in ends in tragic fence death #BreakIn #CrimeAndCourts #Pretoria #robber #SouthAfrica #SouthAfricanPoliceService(SAPS)
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Bad Breeding (UK), Klonns (JP), Zenocide (JP) & Robber
OCCII, Wednesday, May 6 at 08:00 PM GMT+2
World’s Appreciated Kitsch proudly presents:
BAD BREEDING (anarcho-punk, UK)
3 years after their insane gig in May 2023, Bad Breeding return to Occii!
Hailing from Stevenage, England, the first new town to be declared under the 1946 New Town Act, Bad Breeding are an anarcho-punk four-piece delivering punishing blasts of ferocious noise that draws influence from the original British pioneers of the scene; Crass, Rudimentary Peni, and Flux of Pink Indians. More than perhaps any other contemporary punk band, Bad Breeding seem preternaturally able to make music that sounds the way it feels to live in today’s world. After almost a decade’s worth of work, they offer no easy diatribes about the failures of neoliberalism, the war on the working class, and the unfolding horror of climate change. Instead, in complex layers of sound and structure, Bad Breeding projects a viable path forward: envisioning a future unfettered by the state and finding power in community, solidarity and worker-led organisation.
https://badbreeding.bandcamp.com
KLONNS (new wave of Japanese hardcore, JP)
Klonns is a Japanese hardcore punk band from Tokyo. Formed in 2016, the band advocates 'NEW WAVE OF JAPANESE HARDCORE'. Klonns are one of the most promising and active bands coming out of Japan now, combining the explosive hardcore sound of the undisputed classics with the kind of raw emotions that make things as shocking and exciting as pissing on an electric fence.
ZENOCIDE (anarcho doom punk, JP)
Formed in 2004, Tokyo’s Zenocide started as an authentic UK crust style band, while incorporating elements of anarcho punk, post-punk, black metal, industrial noise, and doom/sludge, to create their own unique dark soundscape. In 2009, they released their first album through HG Fact, and in 2024, they released their second album, ‘Ashes Asylum’, and toured Japan with Poison Ruïn (US) and Bad Breeding (UK).
With a lineup change and the addition of drummer Kyawa, they have now developed a more solid, aggressive, and dark unique style.
https://zenocide333.bandcamp.com
https://calendar.askapunk.nl/event/bad-breeding-uk-klonns-jp-zenocide-jp-and-robber
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CW: Blood, gore, decapitated head
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Court records detail man and woman’s alleged involvement in Toledo restaurant robbery shooting death
TOLEDO, Ohio (WTVG) – Two people are now…
#dining #cooking #diet #food #mediterranean #MediterraneanDiet #MediterraneanFood #MediterraneanCuisine #fatalshooting #Mediterranean #mediterraneancuisine #pizzarobber #robber #toledopizza #toledopolice #zazapizza
https://www.diningandcooking.com/2371609/court-records-detail-man-and-womans-alleged-involvement-in-toledo-restaurant-robbery-shooting-death/ -
Court records detail man and woman’s alleged involvement in Toledo restaurant robbery shooting death
TOLEDO, Ohio (WTVG) – Two people are now facing charges in connection to the fatal shooting o…
#dining #cooking #diet #food #MediterraneanCuisine #fatalshooting #Mediterranean #mediterraneancuisine #pizzarobber #robber #toledopizza #toledopolice #zazapizza
https://www.diningandcooking.com/2371609/court-records-detail-man-and-womans-alleged-involvement-in-toledo-restaurant-robbery-shooting-death/ -
Court records detail man and woman’s alleged involvement in Toledo restaurant robbery shooting death https://www.diningandcooking.com/2371609/court-records-detail-man-and-womans-alleged-involvement-in-toledo-restaurant-robbery-shooting-death/ #FatalShooting #Mediterranean #MediterraneanCuisine #PizzaRobber #robber #ToledoPizza #ToledoPolice #ZazaPizza
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The #felon #POTUS is #plundering the #treasury and #traitor #MAGA are ok with that. And yes, we don't have money to run the #government or provide #healthcare. Nicely done, #antiAmerican #GOP!
#impeach #DoJ #thief #robber #RussianAgent #USPoliticshttps://www.yahoo.com/news/articles/house-dems-investigate-reports-trump-091144261.html
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The #felon #POTUS is #plundering the #treasury and #traitor #MAGA are ok with that. And yes, we don't have money to run the #government or provide #healthcare. Nicely done, #antiAmerican #GOP!
#impeach #DoJ #thief #robber #RussianAgent #USPoliticshttps://www.yahoo.com/news/articles/house-dems-investigate-reports-trump-091144261.html
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#Trump Preparing Potentially Biggest Giveaway To #Superrich Since #Robber #Baron Days
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Finished the drawing Degenerative AI. Good to be back drawing again, though very, very rusty.
#MastoArt #drawing #DigitalArt #BlackAndWhite #toy #robot #ai #generativeAI #redbubble #compass #swag #theft #thief #robber
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Well, they just did what they had to do! That's all!
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#memes #dankmemes #LA #LosAngeles #Roberry #Robber #Crime #Heist #GTAV #GTAVI -
Conservative Party's nickname, TORIES originated in Ireland in the mid 16th century, deriving from the Gaelic word, 'Toraidehe' which means plunderer, robber, thief, barabarian and yobbo (see also: bully, hooligan, roughneck, rowdy, ruffian, tough, yob, yobo)
#Tories #Cons #Robber #Barbarian
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Sneak peek from "The Pet Store on Mulberry Street" by Baychie Brinkley #pets #robber #action #adventure #comingsoon
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"Thomas Kessler, deutscher Konfliktforscher, betont die fortdauernde Relevanz des Experiments: "Robbers Cave ist nach wie vor eines der klassischen Experimente. Wenn es um Inter-Gruppen-Konflikte geht, gilt dieses Experiment als der Standard." Er betont zugleich, dass solche Studien heute so nicht mehr durchgeführt werden könnten. Doch damals gab es noch kein ethisches Regelwerk."
https://www.tagesschau.de/wissen/forschung/robbers-cave-experiment-100.html
#Ferienlagerexperiment #Cave #Robber #Gruppenkonflikt #Konfliktforschung #Soziologie
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He may not be the best hero, but at least he’s better than captain wolf man in a tank.
#jollybiscuit #dracula #countdracula #vampire #superhero #theif #oldlady #robber #mugger #ploice #cop #humor #funny #comic #comics #webcomic #webcomics #comicstrip
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A robber fly, captured with the Godox MF-12 Macro Flash Kit which I have just written a review about on my website which you can see here: https://ianlewisphoto.co.uk/gear/mf12-flashes/ Including more images captured using these great lights.
#macro #closeup #photography #kit #gear #review #godox #flash #speedlite #robber #fly #insect #nature #wildlife #lighting #detail
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Robber (Virgin Games, 1983). You're in a castle dungeon and must look for certain riches kept in a safe. A cute adventure through 3 screens, with UDG graphics and a slow movement but with a original concept that makes it a surprisingly funny game, better than expected
#zxspectrum #myspectrumgameoftheday #retrogaming #robber
