The Thief

A year ago, my grandfather died. A month or so after that when the fuss about the funeral etc had died down, the house more or less lay quiet. Taking advantage of this, some local thief decided to raid the house. In the dead of night he crept up the water pipe and into the house. That's around when the plan went wrong. 

That weekend my aunt and uncle were staying there. A light sleeper, my aunt (a 50 year old woman) woke up when she heard the thief's footsteps and hit him with a walking stick lying around. Then she and my uncle tied him to a chair and called the police. 

After this, while waiting for the police, she felt bad. She offered him a chocolate chip cookie! He refused. Then she offered him water, he drank some then spat some out. After that, thankfully, the police arrived before she could make any more hospitable overtures.