Six Vintage Dresses Left in a Cedar Trunk on Oak Street

cedar trunk was still sitting in the front hallway, just inside the screen door. It was empty now, the six dresses returned to our hands, but the scent of fresh pine and cedar still drifted out through the screen, mixing with the cool evening air.

“What will you do with the green wool, Martha?” Peggy asked.

“I am going to hang it in my front closet,” continue reading …