I had a similar experience, when I was still in short pants. The thing that caught my eye was a comic book. I followed my Dad through the checkout line, into the parking lot and into the car. As I sat in the seat reading my comic book, my Dad looked at me with surprise and asked where did that come from? I pointed to the store. Well, he hauled me out of the car and explained in very clear terms that what I did was stealing and that this was the end of that career. He also led me back into the store where I apologized to some adult, maybe the cashier, maybe the manager, and returned the comic book.
I didn't get spanked, but I never repeated it.
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