Gemotions

The negotiation had gone her way. She had all the details, was in charge of the situation. Nothing could faze her. She decided to go to the yard sale as a victory lap. She examined each item with an expert eye. Nothing caught her attention, not until she saw the familiar face of a bear, sitting on a stool. It was her childhood companion, Patches.

"How much for him?" she asked, her voice calm and assured.

The woman named a price. She reached into her purse, her movements deliberate and efficient. She paid without a second thought. She looked forward to the feeling of victory.