Sometimes Silence Is the First Sound of a New Life
“Good morning, Mrs. Margaret. What are we moving?”
“Everything on this list,” she answered.
Frank looked at the paper. Then he looked at the house. “Are you sure?”
Margaret handed him the blue folder. “The receipts are here. Everything is in my name.”
Frank checked several papers and nodded. “Then we’ll get started.”
First went the ivory living room set. Then the coffee table, the lamps, the huge television Daniel used for football games, the eight-chair dining table, the refrigerator, the washer, the dryer, the coffee maker, the fine dishes, the entryway cabinet, and the linen curtains.