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– Do you take checks?

The man grinned.

– I accept. 250,000 bucks!

– 250,000 one! 250,000 two!

– 300,000 bucks.

I didn’t seem to want to overcome it at the moment, but I shouldn’t have gotten so carried away. After all, 300,000 bucks was my ceiling, which I could no longer jump over.

– Sir, I think you and I are going to have to slow down.

– Convinced?

– 300,000, one.

– I’m afraid so.

– But it’s your mom’s brooch!

– I know.

– 300,000, two.

– But should I stop there? – We looked each other in the eye. – 350,000!

There was an uproar in the hall.

– Sir, I don’t have that kind of money! – I whispered.

– 400,000 bucks! – my father bellowed.

I imagined his face, scarlet with tension, and grinned bitterly. My neighbor was about to raise his sign, but I stopped him.

– Don’t. I am grateful to you for responding to my request. But now I ask you to slow down.

– 400,000, one.

– Ma’am, I’m afraid it’s a matter of principle. – He made me feel uncomfortable. – 500,000!

I saw Aunt Jo standing up from her seat next to my dad, and she looked in our direction. We met her eyes, and then she sat down again and said something to my dad.