The listing said blank foil error, likely gradeable, four hundred cash only. They met in the Wendy's lot off Route 9 at 6:40 on a Tuesday, engines running, the way people do. He held it under the dome light and tilted it and the rainbow walked across a piece of cardstock with nothing printed on it anywhere. He counted out twenties on the console.

At home he set it on the counter in its top-loader while he ate standing up. His daughter, nine, asked what it was a picture of. He explained that it wasn't a picture of anything, that the mistake was the whole point, that this was why it was worth something. She said okay and went back to her worksheet.