I'm hoofing down the gridroad at a good clip, head bent down, trying to spy a bright orange agate hiding in the fresh layer of dusty gravel.
Quarter mile north in the distance are the neighbours, in their black half ton with all the options, crawling along, headed my way.
They stop. Smiling.
"How are you? What are you looking for?"
"Agates," I replied, my left hand full of stones.
"Agates? What are agates?"
"Usually orange or yellow stones you can see through. They sometimes have insects or flecks in them."
"I've never heard of them. Lemmee see them"
"Nope. Not unless you pay me 25 cents."
" .25 cents?"
"Yup. Give me .25 cents.and you can see all my stones and my agate"
"You want .25 cents from me to see your stones?"
"Yup".
He laughs at me, incredulous, she's sitting beside him, laughing hard at him, as he reaches for his wallet.
I watch, laughing.
He takes out his wallet, takes out two dimes and a nickel and hands them to me, absolutely astonished, and laughing harder.
I pocket the coins in my windbreaker, and stick my hand into the truck cab, opening it.
I point to the agate and they look at the stones.
We're all killing ourselves laughing.
They drove off. I continued looking for agates.
I'll keep the money and display it prominently next time they come to watch UFC.
My neighbours are delicious. Pars
Quarter mile north in the distance are the neighbours, in their black half ton with all the options, crawling along, headed my way.
They stop. Smiling.
"How are you? What are you looking for?"
"Agates," I replied, my left hand full of stones.
"Agates? What are agates?"
"Usually orange or yellow stones you can see through. They sometimes have insects or flecks in them."
"I've never heard of them. Lemmee see them"
"Nope. Not unless you pay me 25 cents."
" .25 cents?"
"Yup. Give me .25 cents.and you can see all my stones and my agate"
"You want .25 cents from me to see your stones?"
"Yup".
He laughs at me, incredulous, she's sitting beside him, laughing hard at him, as he reaches for his wallet.
I watch, laughing.
He takes out his wallet, takes out two dimes and a nickel and hands them to me, absolutely astonished, and laughing harder.
I pocket the coins in my windbreaker, and stick my hand into the truck cab, opening it.
I point to the agate and they look at the stones.
We're all killing ourselves laughing.
They drove off. I continued looking for agates.
I'll keep the money and display it prominently next time they come to watch UFC.
My neighbours are delicious. Pars
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