- Vol. 05
- Chapter 01
There is a delicate ring with carved roses on the band and scarves that float and descend like dandelion puffs, when thrown into the air. There is even a black velvet and blue satin cocktail dress, which looks like it is ready to dance the night away. Without their stories though, these are just things lacking the luster of life.
The carved roses belonged to a very old ring from the 1920s. The silver base had become soft and the original stone fell out, to be lost in some far-off corner under a coach. This she would not sell. This will be saved from the STUFF pile.
The light as a feather scarves belonged to a great aunt with an even greater sense of style. There was a leopard print, a burgundy swirl, and a silky black scarf with sequins that looked like stars.
In the end, she could not bear to part with most of the things meant for the sale. Perhaps it was the sign on the sidewalk that felt too final. Rich with adventures, she decided to keep the treasures of those cherished.