“They were loaded down with suitcases, pots and pans, nonperishable food items, art supplies, tools, pillows, linens, photo albums, electronics, toiletries, and all of those essential items that one snatches first from a house fire and refuses to trust to the movers. They had been driving for five hours, but the journey had taken most of a lifetime. Lindsay, leading the procession, stopped fifty feet into the drive, sprang out of the car, and opened the back hatch. Bridget pulled in behind her, ...followed by Cici. From the top of a pile of boxes that was almost over her head, Lindsay slid a large, colorfully painted sign out of the van. Bridget came up quickly to help her. Between them, they carried the sign back to the end of the drive, followed by Cici with the hammer. “Left,” Bridget advised, standing back as they positioned the sign in the midst of the weeds where the drive met the road. “No, left and back about three feet. It’s too close to the driveway.” “There’s a big rock.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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