I
noticed that the middle button on my chartreuse cardigan had disappeared, and
mentally added, "buy new sweater button" to my to-do list. I'd
recently discovered a sewing notions shop in the next town, where I was headed later
this week.
As
I scooped the sweater from the car to carry on my quest, the wind blew it
inside out. There, thoughtfully sewn into the inner seam by a wise tailor, was
a spare button. What I needed was literally right there with me all the time.
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