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The last of the partiers left around midnight. The vendors in the basement loudly packed up. As Autumn walked through holding Chrissy, they told her the event made their whole financial month and wanted to be on the list for the next time.
“I can’t believe how many books I sold today!” said Stacey. “Do you mind if I pack the rest up tomorrow? This little guy is pooped.” She pointed to Clay snoring in his haunted house.
“Of course. I also found a ton of books in the attic I’d like you to appraise when you get time.”
Stacey rubbed her hands together. “That’s my favorite thing.”
“See you tomorrow,” Autumn waved and walked to Lisa’s empty booth.
“You packed up fast,” said Autumn.
“Nothing to pack. I sold everything.”
“Wow, good for you. I don’t think there are any of your cards
