He had peered in at it so many times on his way to the bus stop each morning.
The joy of knowing that he could see it, almost made him look forward to school. Almost, but not quite. He wondered how it was possible that a thing so small could cost so much. It had been the object of his desire so long that he couldn’t stand it much longer. He made some fairly complex calculations trying to work out just how long it would take him to save up for it. After careful thought he came up with a plan.
It was exactly as he anticipated, when the final moment came and it was right there, in his hands. It was so awesome.
He stood, mesmerised by it, before his reverie was shattered and he became aware of the shop’s alarm bell clanging.
He carefully picked his way through the broken shards of window glass, and quickly disappeared down the alley, just as the sirens grew louder.