"Wow. Can you believe it?"
"I know. I love it."
We walked through the empty rooms, our shoes resounding on the hardwoods, our voices echoing off the walls.
We had just said goodbye to the former homeowners…
“Want to go to an antiques auction with us?” my dad asked on the phone one day. In love with all things vintage at the time, I jumped at the chance.
The next Saturday evening, we followed my uncle’s car out into the country and back up in the woods to a place called Trails’ End Antiques. I had no idea how we got there or how we’d ever get out again…
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