Avril Morgan, a slender woman with a handsome face, opened her front door in anticipation of her little totem pole. She was greeted by a man dragging a large coffin-shaped tree trunk up the garden path Her jaw fell, it was supposed to be six inches, not six foot
Huffing and puffing the red-faced driver arrived, delivery sheet in hand, thrusting it in her face.
“There must be some kind of mistake,” Avril’s voice quavered.
No mistake and I’m not taking it back; sign here. “
After she signed on the dotted line, the driver made a quick exit.
What the heck do I do with it now. Adrian is going to go mad.
He always scolded her for buying things online, but he didn’t know the half of it. There were boxes hidden away in the garage and every nook and cranny.
With that thought, Adrian emerged at the top of the path stopping dead in his tracks, looking confused.
“What the hell is this Avril?”
“It was supposed to be six inches,” she sobbed.
Nonplussed, they stared at each other
“Right, open the garage door, Avril; it will have to go in there.”
“NO we can put it around the back wall of the garage,” pleaded Avril.
Stalking past her, Adrian pulled up the door up. Cringing Avril couldn’t look.
”WHAT!”
“Just a few things I’ve bought over the years.”
He opened box after box. There were six picnic tables, an enormous chandelier, five large paintings, a cat exercise wheel.
”Chandelier ??’
‘I thought it would look lovely on the landing.”
Adrian snorted in disbelief.
“A CAT WHEEL!! You’re allergic to cat and dog fur.”
”Was going to put it in the garden so I could watch the neighbourhood cats playing, it was just a lot bigger than I thought.”
As he worked his way to the back, there were more weird things. Emerging, he shook his head.
”For goodness sake, you could furnish a house with that lot. Is it all there is?”
Unable to look at him in the face, she nodded and lead him into the house.
For the next hour, he looked through box after box, exasperated he could only shake his head.
After a tense evening, Avril disappeared to the bedroom, worrying about her little treasures .
Adrian took the ball by the horns, starting to make a list of the items, dividing them into categories.
Antique Shops
Auction House
On-Line
Charity Shops
Garage Sale
Finally when his sense of humour emerged, he set about making a large placard and attaching it to the gate post.
FOR SALE ONE WIFE. HAS A SQUIRREL PROBLEM. ANY REASONABLE OFFERS CONSIDERED
