After school on Monday, I took Mrs. Lieberman's gold necklace to the pawn shop, just like she asked me to. But the man there told me I had to be eighteen in order to sell him anything. I was disappointed, but then I remembered about Manny. When I bought fireworks from him this summer, I saw that he also had boxes of jewelry and electronics in his garage. So I went to his house to see if he might be interested in buying the necklace. He told me it was a beautiful piece and offered me $150 for it. I told him that I had to get at least $200, and he said that was fair. Today during my shift at the Birch Street Nursing Home, I gave the money to Mrs. Lieberman, and she was pleased. She slipped me a ten-dollar bill and said she'd have more jewelry for me to sell later.
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