I see one of these online and immediately buy a mop, whose hair I braid and not long after on a dollar rack at the front of my tiny thrift shop a perfect dress I’m not even looking for shouts at me and right beside it, the perfect blouse which I’m also not looking for and then at a garage sale a child is selling her old games and stuffed toys and a single pair of flowered pink wellies that feel full of beautiful child energy and when I say I’ll take them I notice the child’s face change and I say: I’ll bet you’re sad your feet don’t fit these anymore and she nods and I tell her I can see that they’re special and that I’ll take good care of them and she smiles and no sooner has it occurred to me to put ‘straw hat’ on my list for the next thrift shop visit than I remember the one in my beachbag I haven’t worn in years because I prefer a ball cap that says beach goats, which is another story entirely.

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