My sweet nieces came to check out my booth the day I left Fayetteville. They’re so adorable– they’ve shown so much interest and support during this whole booth process. Alex immediately spotted an awesome pair of 1940s spectator pumps I had just put out that day. “Oooooh,” she said. “I LOVE these shoes!” The irony was, I had picked them up at a yard sale with her in mind, and then second-guessed myself. What 17-year old wants an old, dusty pair of two-tone shoes from the 1940s? Sure, I think they’re cool, but I decided that she probably wouldn’t. So I priced them and put them in the booth.
I was beyond pleased when she was so delighted with them. “They’re yours!” I said, picking them up. “I’ll pay you for them,” she said, earnestly. My heart? Melted into a puddle. A single tear rolled down my face as I took her ten dollars.
JOKING! Of course I gave her a discount.
JOKING! She got them for free. OF COURSE.
Those girls are PERFECT, I’m telling you.
I wonder if my Dad was this thrilled when I showed a love for The Kingston Trio when I was sixteen?
by Lara Jo
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