I pulled into the parking lot and one of the owners (whose name I vow to learn) was outside having a cigarette. As I got out of the car I asked “do you sell limes?” “If we have any, they are free,” he replied. “They would be inside the cooler on the door by the Corona.” I stepped inside of the tidy store and headed for the beer cooler. Another of the proprietors, Joel, said hello to as I walked across the store. A lime! I grabbed the fruit and walked to the register, laid the lime down and dug in my pocket for cash (Although I had purchased beer here earlier, I was prepared to pay). Joel pushed the lime toward me. “We don’t charge anything for the limes,” he said nonchalantly. “Kate says ‘thanks’” I said. “She’s welcome,” he replied. I was on my way.
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