Fast food vendors and convenience stores are the places to go if you need cash late at night and robbery is your game.
Alex Holmes dropped into his local Dunkin' Donuts in suburban Chicago, armed with his BB gun, and held up the place. The woman who worked behind the counter was scared half out of her wits, and the fact that she didn't speak much English couldn't have helped.
All of Alex's words of assurance would have fallen on deaf ears.
Maybe the boy had gotten wind of the Easter message. It's a time to forgive, to mend the old ways and make a fresh start with brotherly love in the heart.
The night after he stole the money, he walked into the same Dunkin' Donuts and returned every penny he had lifted. For good measure, or to cover the interest expense, he threw in whatever loose change he had in his pocket.
All better now, right? Money's back, the clerk was given a hug to make amends for the earlier fright, and so Alex bicycled home. So sorry, he said, and he left a written note of apology to boot.
Lovely sentiment for Eastertide, but the fact remained that the seventeen-year-old had pulled the heist, and so he was arrested.
There's always a price to be paid when you do something wrong, even if you try to patch up and make whole. Even if you show remorse.
He will, however, be home for Easter dinner. His parents bailed him out, and he will have to stand trial. Given that he did something stupid and a bit crazy, it's a good bet that his attorney will play the whacky teen angle and get the lad off lightly.
Perhaps he could try a modification of the old Twinkie defense. Sure and sugar is a dangerous thing.