I recently ordered another copy of "In Search of Christian Freedom" as I got rid of my first one (long story) and since it had been a couple of years since I read it, I decided to get another one.
Since I live in a fairly small town, I decided to give a fake name, in case someone worked at the book store that might be a JW.
It was Saturday morning (a time when all good little JW's should be in field service) so I felt it safe to go pick up my book. I walk into the store and headed for the counter but was stopped in my tracks by an elder and his family. I chit-chatted with them for a while and hoped they would leave. They didn't so I walked around for a while, grabbed some coffee and waited. And waited. They wouldn't leave so I picked up a cook-book and headed to the counter to pay for it. They were in the back of the store so I thought it would be safe to go ahead and ask for my "Christian Freedom" book.
Everything was going good, I'm paying for my 2 books when who walks in but a sister from the other hall. I could have died. I left my money on the counter and went over and hugged her to try to keep her from seeing what I was purchasing.
Whew!!! I made it. Just made me a little paranoid, though.