Austin and I were taking a walk. He bent down to pick something up.
Austin: I found a dime. [It was grimy.] Do you think stores will still take this?
Me: Yeah, we just have to wash it.
So I did just that when we got home. As soon as I saw a shield on the coin, I cringed.
Me: I hate to break it to you, bub, but this is just a penny.
Austin: Well, stop washing it. Maybe it will turn back into a dime.
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