
The Empty Room
From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Let It Go
By Mindi Susman Ellis
Even on the weakest days I get a little bit stronger.
~Sara Evans
I peeked through the front window, saw his familiar face and wondered when he’d become a stranger. He continued up the walk, past the river birch trees, and knocked on the door.
“I’m here for the furniture,” he said, with defeat in his soft brown eyes. I glanced toward the pickup truck in the driveway. His buddy Richard gave an awkward half wave.
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