“What are you doing in that coon skin cap, Gavin?”
“Come on.” He led me through aisles crammed with tchachkahs and wild, themed tourist gifts.
Quelle suprise.I love geodes. They hide glinting treasures inside rough grey stone. Once the stone cracks, sharp crystals glint inside.
“Close your eyes.” The hat perched above two crystal eyes, a nose, scattered quartz teeth . “We gotta have Daniel Geode.”
The cashier winked, “You got it.” Gavin dug in his pocket. Not enough dollars, a little change.
My dad gave me $100 before we left. “Don’t spend it all in one place.”
But we did.
