Gemotions

He vaulted out of the car, practically vibrating with excitement. The prospect of finding a good deal, a true bargain, coursed through him like a fizzy drink. He surveyed the cluttered lawn, his eyes darting from table to table. The air was thick with the scent of old furniture and freshly brewed coffee. Then, tucked beneath a pile of dusty board games, he spotted it. A faded brown bear, one ear flopped over, a single button staring back at him. He knew that bear. A sudden skip to his chest made him grin. "How much for this… this friend?"