A jacket I own always evokes memories of church. The first time I wore it I was helping at church. A friend said, “That’s a nice jacket. Is it new?” I said, “Thanks. Yes, it’s new.” She, then, reached over and grabbed under my arm.
I was astonished and confused that she was grabbing my armpit. Actually, she was grabbing for the price tag that I forgot to remove. Looking at objects will sometimes stimulate memories and stories.
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How funny. You probably thought she wanted your new jacket for her self.
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