Sometimes Silence Is the First Sound of a New Life
Then she began to make a list. Refrigerator. Living room set. Dining table. Washer. Dryer. Television. Coffee maker. Guest beds. Curtains. Lamps. Dinnerware.
Patio furniture.
Each word gave her a little more air.
She searched for a moving company on her phone and called the first one that answered.
“Ma’am, it’s a holiday weekend, so we charge extra.”
“That’s fine,” Margaret said.