He nodded slowly.
That was the end of our conversation.
Chapter 4: Moving Out
Tessa lasted three weeks before she finally accepted that the house was actually being sold.
The chair became the centerpiece of her outrage.
“You’re taking away everything!”
“You can take the chair,” I told her.
She stared at me.
“You don’t want it?”
“No.”
She thought for a moment.
Then she realized what I meant.
She could keep the chair.
She simply couldn’t keep the house around it.
The house sold in six weeks.
A young couple made an offer slightly above asking price.
They had a little boy and were expecting another child.
When I met them during the final walkthrough, the woman stood in the living room and smiled.
“It’s beautiful.”
I looked around.
For the first time, I didn’t see my childhood.
I saw a house.
A house I had saved.
