A few years ago we had a multi-garage sale at our home. Several customers were bartering the prices on the items. A woman zeroed in on my red sweater (a favorite) and asked if she could have it for 50c. Although I had gotten my use out of it, I found myself not budging on the price and after she left, I noticed there was a huge spot on the front that I don't remember seeing before.
I always thought she may have been an angel and learned a lesson about giving that day.
I always thought she may have been an angel and learned a lesson about giving that day.
Or she spit or smudged it out of spite.