We were a little early and since the High Valley Arts Council "theater" is in the middle of a field, we figured we ought to stop at the lemonade stand at the top of the road.
I'm always a softie for kids trying to make a few dimes and everything looked clean, homemade and fresh.
We bought two drinks and a package of chocolate chip cookies.
We handed over money to pay for our treats and climbed back into the car.
Further down the country road, we saw another little stand and a very unhappy small boy.
He was clearly disgusted.
He had his hands on his hips and he was stomping around with an "I can't believe it!" kind of attitude.
Apparently being the second lemonade stand in line wasn't working out for him.
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