Antiques Stores Sell Trunks of Dreams
My nostalgia inhabits a footstool, evoking unknowable stories.
I strolled into an antiques store one Sunday afternoon, on historic Walden Street in Concord, Massachusetts. It was a dreary day, and I wanted to escape my boredom.
This clunky wooden thing whisked me away, evoking a child’s school project of sorts. I picked it up and…