delicate lace gloves. Claire felt
like she was intruding, but couldn't help but reach down and touch
the lace.
With a yawn she continued her search of the
second story, finding the other rooms looked just as untouched.
Like the occupants had just stepped out for the day. As Claire
entered the simple room with the single bed, she could almost
picture a young boy playing with the checkers that sat on a small
table near the window. Looking around she was struck by the thought
that this had possibly been Adam's great, great grandfather's
room.
As she continued on, near the end of the
hallway she found her suitcase sitting just inside the doorway of
the most beautiful room she had ever seen. As she looked around
Claire was overcome with emotions. This was a room fit for a Queen.
The cream colored Victorian furniture was very ornate with golden
highlights and adorned with graceful cherubs. Above the bed was the
largest bronze and crystal chandelier she had ever seen.
Claire put her few pieces of clothes into
the wardrobe. Chuckling to herself, she thought of all the times
she had seen pieces of furniture like this and dreamt of repainting
them. Not on your life Claire, these pieces are too perfect to
be painted, distressed and put up for sale in a store. These
are the types of pieces that a family cherishes and passes down
from generation to generation . Feeling exhausted from the days
events and all the emotions from being back in Eureka, Claire
decided it was time to turn in for the night. Exploring the rest of
the house would just have to wait until tomorrow.
***
Chapter Three
Claire woke the next morning feeling more
relaxed and rested than she had in months. Grabbing her robe she
stumbled downstairs to the kitchen needing to find a cup of coffee.
To her surprise Janet was a step ahead of her. The wonderful smells
took over her senses and she couldn't help but smile, "Good morning
Janet."
"Good morning," Janet said with a smile. "I
hope you don't mind but I decided I would cook breakfast for you
this morning."
"No, I don't mind at all, it smells
wonderful. Will Steve be joining us?"
"Not today, he got a call early this morning
and had to go out. A pipe froze and burst at one of the properties
and he had to go meet the plumber. This winter has been very hard
on these old buildings," Janet said with a frown.
"I'm sorry he had to go out so early in this
cold. But if it's not too much trouble I wanted to see if he would
give me a tour of the property," Claire said as she poured her
coffee.
As she pushed a stray curl behind her ear
Janet said, "I am sure he would be happy to show you around, and I
bet he will be back by lunch." With a sincere look she continued,
"I am so happy the owner of the home has been found."
Mindlessly stirring the creamer into her
steaming cup of coffee, Claire thought for a moment before
replying, "A person only dreams of owning a home like this. I keep
expecting to wake up, back in my apartment in Bentonville."
Reaching for a piece of bacon Claire said, "The home is in
excellent condition. But I noticed the kitchen and bathrooms look
like they have been updated, most likely in the 1950's. If I stay I
would eventually like for someone to restore the home and use
period pieces, but with modern conveniences."
Janet smiled as she sat her coffee down,
"Well it just so happens that I know the best darned contractor in
all of Carroll county. I would be happy to call him and see if he
could stop by and give you a quote."
"That would be wonderful!" Claire
exclaimed.
"Well I hope you stay, this poor old house
has been empty for far too long," Janet said.
Where else would I go, my lease is almost
up and it's time for me to get back to living my life . Smiling
Claire said, "Yes, I am staying, at least for the time being."
"Wonderful, I will give Daniel a call
today," Janet exclaimed. "Now tell me about
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