Mike had called this morning to say that he'd found a bed on Craigslist that he wanted for himself or for me, a brass and iron bed we'd been looking for. So I borrowed Will and Bonnie's truck, drove to Austin, and picked up the bed. It's beautiful. The owners had bought this hundred-year-old bed in the seventies and built a platform which makes it work for a queen-sized mattress. I have a feeling it wants to stay at my house.
The man selling the bed was a retired school superintendent. His wife--a beautiful white-haired woman with a sweet smile--had Alzheimers and stood in the driveway watching as we loaded their bed into the truck.
"Honey, I just sold our bed," he said to her. She held the hand of her caretaker and looked on pleasantly, saying something about the bed "going around and around."
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