I was at a yard sale this summer. Amid the cowboy boots, dusty vases and slightly used bedsheets, I spied them...a set of Little House on the Prairie books. Mint condition. Nine of them. They called my name.
I was hesitant to ask their price. Everything in the garage was overpriced, likely the result of the owner spending too much time lingering over each item, nostalgic, sipping glass after glass of Pinot Noir (these were not Boones people).
But, a Little House set! How could I risk waiting much longer?
I nonchalantly stepped up to the seller, and asked the price of 'those kids' books over there'.
Evidently, she had not been nostalgic for the Ingalls. Probably more of a Twilight fan. "Oh, a quarter each....but if you buy them all, you can have them for $5."
And then came the awkward moment where she thought she was all that and a bag of chips, and I had to break it to her that nine quarters is only $2.25 .
I got the entire set, and a pair of cowboy boots thrown in, just for kicks.