I thought it was an Urban Legend, a myth, a unicorn. I'd heard about it, I'd read about it and even looked for it on occasion but until today, I never quite believed I'd score one myself. I'm talking about those people you read about who find a treasure at the Salvation Army Store, Goodwill or a garage sale.
I think I sold one once. My neighbor added a great set of silverware to our garage sale which went for not nearly enough, in my opinion. Today, as I was headed to the grocery store, I saw a sign at the neighboring Salvation Army store: Big Sale. I felt kind of Pinterest-y and wondered if I could find some piece of junk that I could turn into a treasure. I did not.
But as I turned to go, I saw along the wall a familiar black and brown leather which I was once obsessed with owning, (though I never did). Hardly daring to breathe, I searched for the fob that I knew would be dangling on the handle. Now just to read it. Would it be real?
It was. A Brahmin bag.