Love and Letting Go at the Pawn Shop
A rainy spring Saturday turns into a romantic date amidst hocked items.

“What shall we do today?” My partner asks as I hand him a mug of scalding-hot coffee. He scoots up in bed into a sitting position as I pull the curtain aside to peek out at the weather. It’s gray and rainy — mud season has officially arrived in the Northwest — and I quickly dismiss…