The Chair

When I was in Highschool, I wrote a story about a chair, a magical old wicker chair that took you to a different place and time not realizing at the time the story wasn’t of some magical chair, the real story was of the rocking chair that had sat in my Nonna’s living room forever.

The chair now sits in my living room, in a different home, not the one with the penciled marks, on the back porch/Laundry room, that marked our growth, or the rose wall…

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