All is well. The fabric missing from my purchases when I got home on Monday was noticed by the gal who was waiting on me, but she didn't see it until I was long gone, of course. She put it under the counter and when I rang the shop on Tuesday morning, I was told it was there waiting for me.
So of course, an extra trip to the quilt shop was in order. On hearing about my little mishap, a couple of friends joked that it was all a deliberate plot to get me to go back to the store - and buy something else. My reply to this was that if this was, indeed, an evil plot on the part of the saleswomen in the shop, well, it was going to work.
And it did.
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