Being the Bargain
It was an ordinary afternoon.
I was standing in a small neighborhood store, holding two similar items in my hands. Same function. Similar look. One was cheaper. The other cost a little more. I turned them over quietly, reading labels, checking weight, feeling texture. The shopkeeper waited without urgency. No sales pitch. No pressure.
I picked the slightly expensive one.
Not because I needed it more.
Not because it was flashy.
Something about it simply felt… right.
