there was a yard sale.
Now I can not bear to drive by a halfway decent yard sale because I am always in the market for a good deal, so I parked on the curb and wandered over to one of the tables and guess what I found sitting there for sale?
It was something of mine that I had lost a long, long, time ago. Of all of the things I have lost over the years, here was the thing I have missed the most of all.
There it was, marked for a dollar.
I reached quickly for my wallet, yet I was beaten by seconds by a woman from downtown that also had a pretty sharp eye for a deal.
As quick as I was, she had snatched it up and was already paying for it. I was out of luck.
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