Nice People

Just walking Mr. Pugglesworth, feeling sort of down in the dumps, when I come upon a garage sale down my street and strike up a conversation with the nice lady hosting the sale.  She sees me eyeing a little, purple Turkish glass and I tell her I don't have cash with me but I'll come back.  She urges me to take it at no charge and tells me to enjoy.  I walked all the way home with a big smile on my face and a better outlook on life.  I think I'll put a little candle in it.