Walking through the once empty fields, now filled with an assortment of cars scattered like toys on a carpet. Tables, with second hand objects were in rows, each table covered in once loved items. Toys, ornaments, even car parts.
With ten pounds in her pocket, she was looking for a bargain. Sally wasn’t sure what she wanted, but that was half the fun. Walking around, with the sunshine on her back, and anything was possible.
She loved a bargain.
Standing beside one stall, its contents a mixture of children’s toys, she picked up an old Digimon electronic game. Her childhood fled back to her, as she sat in her room playing a digital monster game. A member of a Facebook group, this insignificant toy, no bigger than her palm, was worth something.
It could help pay the bills for this month, and have some to spare.
‘How much is this?’ Sally asked, and picked it up.
‘Fifty pence.’
The seller barely looked up as she handed over the toy, for fifty pence, and walked away. She should have felt guilty, but the mortgage needed paying and this was her only way. As she passed by another stall, something else caught her attention – a pile of Pokémon books.
That would cover next month as well.
Two bargains in one day.
Writer Ravenclaw 