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Over the top she cast her eyes. He caught them.

“I say, girlie, how much are these?”

“Can’t you read? Everything on this counter is six cents.”

“What, everything?”

“Yes, everything!” How simple are the truly great dramatic moments of life.

A red light flared in his eyes. “Then I’ll take you!"

For a moment, perhaps for only a jiffy, Angie swooned. Love’s hour had struck ONE! Then, ringing up his six cents, she gave a last look about at these to-be-forgot-