“Yes sir, I’ve got it right here. Come on down and we’ll work out the price.”
The receiver clicked as I placed the antiquated telephone back in its cradle. It matched its surroundings, a treasure trove of valuables of yesteryear and unwanted trash. Which of the aforementioned categories it belonged to, I wasn’t sure.
I would be closing up shop soon and would be rushing home to Emily, the love of my life. It was the anniversary of the day we met. I knew when I saw her that she was special. I had never met someone to whom I felt so connected. I had never met someone who said she would wear her most treasured possession, an extravagant sapphire necklace, until her dying day. I had never met someone who was so beautiful.
I went to her home that first night. It was meant to be. That first year with her was magical. She was always radiant. I used just to sometimes watch her while she slept, keeping watch over my love, all the while that exquisite necklace hung from her neck.

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