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The humidity pressed down hard on the backyard like a heavy wet blanket. Molly adjusted the strap on her worn leather satchel carefully. Bill checked his antique pocket watch again. They stood frozen near the deep shade of the old oak tree. "Are we sure about this?" Bill asked. "It seems undignified. This is not a bank. It is not a vault." Molly rolled her eyes. She checked the shadows under the tree. "We are stealing presents, Bill. Dignity went out the door when we wore matching jumpsuits." "These are costumes for a specific theme party." "It is a clowns theme. Do you want to be a clown while I steal the new Wii console?" "I prefer not to be associated with circus animals." "Shut up and hold the bucket." He held the canvas bucket like it was sacred. A loud laugh erupted from the crowded front porch where the adults stood. They watched the cake closely. "The parents are distracted." Molly whispered. "The cake is out in two minutes. That is our window." "When exactly do we strike?" Bill asked. "We must have an exit strategy." "We strike when the lights go out." "Why? What is the value of darkness?" "It feels cooler. They won't see us moving." "Logic is flawed. Children blame candles." "It is a party. Nothing makes sense." "What is the escape route?" Bill asked. "We need a plan." "Treehouse." "Three-story drop? That is suicide." "With the slide. Safety feature." "Features fail. We need a contingency." "Use the slide. Simple." "If jammed?" "We won't be stuck." "If we do?" Molly looked at him. "We improvise. Climb fast?" "I have a knee." "Stand up. It works." "I hate cardio." "Roll the bags." "Full of plush." "Cash is heavier." "Where is cash?" "Under the tree." "No cash. Only ornaments." "Trust me." "Hallucinating. Leave." "Coming?" "Calculating risk." "Stalling." Bill stood up slowly. He brushed the dirt off his pants. "Move." They crept under the inflatable dinosaur. The plastic flapped loudly in the wind. They held their breath. "Shhh," Molly hissed. "Sorry. Belt buckle." "Walk." They reached the gift station. The boy blew candles. Dark instantly. "Go," Molly said. "Now?" "Now." They grabbed gifts. They ran to the slide. The night swallowed them whole. They were safe.