A Small Lie...

I was at the local art supply store looking for some new paints when I spotted an expensive set on sale. It was perfect for my latest project, but way over budget. Instead of leaving it and moving on, I lied to the cashier, saying it was a gift from someone else. She wrapped it up nicely and handed me the bag. As I left, I felt that familiar guilt... but also pride in getting what I wanted without breaking my bank. It's silly how much power words can hold...