I turned to her and I grinned, “I'll buy them all.” Tears came to her eyes, and she got up out of her chair to hug me. When she let go, I thanked her over and over. She wouldn’t accept a free NeckLeather, because she “believes in my work and my heart” and wanted me to sell them instead. She repeated to me how much her seven year old daughter needed this sale. Then she practically jumped back into my arms and hugged me again, but this time squeezing me much tighter and holding on for a few seconds longer. 

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