I stole a piece of my step-mother's sandwich

In our fridge lay a brown bag from Ricobene's, and inside was a chicken parmesan sandwich. I took it out, laid it on the counter, and with surgical precision I cut of a sliver of the end of the sandwich. I rubbed the wrapping on the cut portion to spread the sauce to make it appear untouched. I wrapped it back up and put the bag back in the fridge, and I ate that sliver of perfection triumphantly. Nobody will ever know.