The Sound of Glass
“A heavily tarnished silver tea service sat on top, and I’d already discovered that the drawers were filled with sterling flatware with handles embellished with vines of roses and the letter “H.”
As I’d taken inventory of all the rooms, I realized that the old house contained a fortune in antiques and art, presumably acquired by a family that had called this place home for generations. But Gibbes didn’t seem to have warm feelings about it, as if there were too many dark spaces clouding his m...emories. I felt them, too, the shadows that seemed to move and twitch right beyond my field of vision. But I also felt a warmth, a sense of family and belonging that must have been included in each floorboard and each nail when it was built all those years ago. It was almost as if the house were waiting for someone to shine light into all of its corners.
I had been an art history major and then a curator of a small art museum in Farmington, Maine, but that made me no expert.MoreLess
As I’d taken inventory of all the rooms, I realized that the old house contained a fortune in antiques and art, presumably acquired by a family that had called this place home for generations. But Gibbes didn’t seem to have warm feelings about it, as if there were too many dark spaces clouding his m...emories. I felt them, too, the shadows that seemed to move and twitch right beyond my field of vision. But I also felt a warmth, a sense of family and belonging that must have been included in each floorboard and each nail when it was built all those years ago. It was almost as if the house were waiting for someone to shine light into all of its corners.
I had been an art history major and then a curator of a small art museum in Farmington, Maine, but that made me no expert.MoreLess
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