The Yard Sale
Not your typical yard sale with old interesting rummage. something is odd. it was not your typical yard sale.
Found at the Yard Sale (Diapers)
With his parents' permission, he decided to have his own yard sale and sell some of his possessions.
The Technically a Yard Sale if You Think About It
This yard sale was mostly a failure. perhaps he should try a flea market approach next time. the end
Hometown: Bonfire
“how'd the yard sale go?" i don't really gotta ask, the tables are almost all empty besides a couple of clothes and knick-knacks. i'm surprised everything sold as well as it did, but folks around here love yard sales for some reason. he smiles.
Chapter 6 (Todd)
This morning, my parents told me they were going yard saleing (i guess that's what they call it) and i had to go with them.
Texas (Wendell)
And to think, we met because we both were admiring some stupid computer speaker at a yard sale." i said. "so, who ended up getting it?" "neither of us. but, i did buy todd a propeller hat that he loved so much."
Trouble by the Pool (Diapers)
"maybe if you have more yard sales, you'll be alright." "no, no." michael waved his arms dismissively. "i'm done with that. i'm looking for a new job." "i believe the diaper tester position is available."
this is not a stuffed animal
"yard sale it will be then. who has that box?" bill continues. janet: "not i, edward moved it into the hallway." "didn't!" says edward. "that is my box i moved out there, yard sale box is back under the table."
Sara and Josh
Sara was shuffling in her drawer looking for things to sell at her yard sale. the phone rang. sara sighed and answered it."hello. yes...but it was...it took me 3 weeks...ok...thank you." sara hung up. her train was going to be delayed for another week.
Chapter Two: Thrice Warned
"your mothers aren't the type to have a yard sale?" he was halfway to touching an intricate set of metal tessen. "nope, privacy. remember?" aimee said as she walked slowly past the tables, never letting her eyes fix on one spot for too long.
Rise and fall of a collector
It took me years to gather them, hunting them down in small, obscure shops, internet resellers and yards sales. sometime, my travels were vain; the advertising was nothing more than a lie, to attract me toward something that i did not desire.
Homecoming
He found that old pachinko game at a yard sale, and i'm betting he gets it all to work again."