She's not armed, but even if she was and this was not a prank, it'd be hard to shoot without risking shooting her own child. And if she ran after him, she'd be leaving the other two kids behind and alone.
I got a really good scare at Wal-Mart this afternoon. Yesterday was Carter's birthday, and we stopped on our way home from church to pick up a few last minute party supplies. Anyway, we were going from the food section to the toy section. I had Norah and Carter in the cart, and Allie was walking along beside me. I was paying attention, but I was thinking about what I wanted to get and how I was tired and wanted to get home. All of a sudden this man comes running past me from behind as fast as he can, grabs Allie, and keeps running with her. Before I can scream for help, he stopped and turned around smiling. It ended up being my youngest brother, but for a split second, my heart stopped. It scared me, and Allie, to death. We all had a good laugh, and that was that.
Allie and I had just been talking yesterday about what to do if a stranger grabbed her like that. She has told me several times how much he scared her and now she knows what it's like for that to happen. I know he didn't mean to scare us as badly as he did, and it did drive a point home to her. I had told her to kick and scream and bite and fight. She asked me today what would have happened to her if she had done that to her uncle. Translation, "Would I get in trouble?" I told her he would have deserved whatever she did to him. My parents both told her the same thing too. It would have been funny if she'd kicked him in the shins (or worse) as hard as she could.
Now that I've got a little distance on it, there's something that bothers me about it. There were all these people around me when he did that. Not one moved to help. Not one asked if everything was alright when he brought her back to me. Not a single person wanted to get involved. What would they have done if it had not been my brother? We were in front of the door. He could have easily turned right, and I never would have seen her again. That's sad that all those people would rather not get involved than to make sure everything was alright. Would I have been one of those people? Would I have just pretended I didn't see anything and kept on going? I like to think that I would have tried to help. I hope I'm never in a situation where I would have to.