“Let me go, you bitch!” That sentiment was only amplified when she saw another captive Little being forcibly dragged through the store by his “mommy.” The poor guy wore a swollen brown-stained diaper and a tee shirt. Carley puffed out her cheeks in a visible display of anger to try to get Crystal’s attention. She ignored her and walked away from the cart to do more shopping, though. That’s when the unthinkable happened.
The crazy woman with the screaming captive in her cart looked directly at Carley and approached when she saw she was alone. “Oh, you’re so cute. Is your mommy around?” the woman asked. Carley babbled frantically from behind her pacifier. “Aw, isn’t that cute?” the woman said as she reached for Carley’s restraints. “I can’t believe your mommy put you in that ridiculous-looking grown-up costume. Let me take you home and get you a nice romper and good clean diaper,” the woman said with a hungry grin.