“Wow! The furniture is exquisite….”
“Yes. It is an inheritance I cherish.”
“Then, why is it placed under the tree? It should be safer inside the house.”
“The spirits that once owned it once live on that tree. I wouldn’t want them to enter the house.”
I had lost all desire to spend some time in the shade, with a glass of lemonade.
“See you sometime, Harold! You may want to have a look at some contemporary designs in my new furniture showroom.”
“Anything that does not have designs on my life…”
Did he sigh, or was I imagining it?
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