“Can you sell shoes?”
My grandfather, when he first met the man I married, was skeptical.
“This boy you’re seeing. What does he do?” he asked me. This was upwards of twenty years ago.
“He’s a historian,” I said.
“A historian?” said my grandfather with mild shock. “But… does he have any skills?”
I was confused. “Skills?”
“Can he sell?” asked my grandfather.
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