the little things.

let's kick things off with a boy named Joe, a kind hearted but weak spirited boy.

in the midst of summer on a hot day, Joe was walking down the street passing shops boutique's and other peddlers from the market near the bay.

Joe was never the one to seek attention he was more calmed just by being alone, that was until he saw something on the street peddlers hand.

it was a coin, not just an ordinary a coin not of his currency.

he asked the peddlers if he was willing to exchange the coin. the peddlers answered sure kid. and said the girl that bought his wared probably mixed that coin in with the lot. the peddler told him with a look of dismay.

so when Joe was heading home he flips the coin again and again. before long he was already at the door, thinking there was still time to spare before dinner.

so he asked the coin and flipped it, (head's to go into the house, tail's to go out back and watch the sun set).

so he flipped it and got tail's so he went back and to his suprise he found a dollar bill on the ground, thinking 'woah must be my lucky day' while looking at the coin.