I do pretty good in winning raffles. And once when I was in grade 12 I won a doozy of a raffle. We had gone shopping in Marshall's store. Marshall's was an independently run clothing store in Kingston, Nova Scotia. Teenagers didn't tend to shop there unless they were looking for a dress. I don't remember why we were there but my mom entered me in a draw. The draw was for a free bra.
Now Marshall's was owned by the parents of a fellow student in school. Luckily not a jock or one of the wildly popular people, but still with a dry sense of humour and enough self-confidence that I was pretty sure that I would be teased about this winning. I dreaded the next week - telling myself that there is no way that he would be aware of the ins and outs of his parent's business. I was right and the story remained a secret with a friend.
I am surprised though. I can't remember if Kingston had its own paper or if everything was printed in the Annapolis Valley paper - but often news of this type does get published. Thankfully, I never heard anything about it.
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