John Edwards was an avid collector of antiques. He would travel all over the United States to find unique antiques and anything else that most collectors would pass on. John was happy with his collections but he was looking for something his friends would say find intriguing.

John found himself traveling through a little town called Pleasantville. The town was so small you could throw a rock from one end of the town to the other. John just about missed the town and the rare antique he had been waiting to add to his collection for so long. Then all of a sudden he slammed on his brakes. He backed up his car in front of a sign that was dusty and barely hanging on to the wooden post. John got out of his car to read what was on the sign. He dusted off the sign and said, "Wow! I'm glad I stopped in the nick of time or I would have never known about this place."

John got back in his car and traveled down the gravel road in search of this antique store. John must have been traveling down the gravel road for more than 30 minutes. Just as he was about to say Forget it, and drive back home, he came across a sign that read Pleasantville Antique store.

John pulled in to the Antique store and parked his car. He looked up at the sky and got one glimpse as the sun was setting. As he got out of his car the wind was picking up and a storm was on the way. Right as John opened the door to the antique store, it started storming. John called out to see if anyone was in the store. Then an old man shouted out and said, "I'll be with you in just a moment. There are milk and cookies on the table if you're hungry from your long drive."