By johnjgeddes on Skatehive
In our overcrowded homes today, most possessions are not truly 'belongings.' They are only distracting us from the things that do belong. ― Joshua Becker Ancient Treasures I went to bed secure in the belief that my treasures were safely locked up and protected by my alarms. But the following morning something felt queer. It was a beautiful sunlit day and I had elected to take tea on the terrace. I had read the Times and was prepared to leave for my office, but as I walked back through the French doors into the living room, I sensed something was not right. An icy tingle ran through my veins—My collection! I hurriedly crossed the room to the Vitrine and gazed at the contents. My breathing eased. Everything was still intact—except, something was wrong—I could sense it. I examined the glass case. It wasn’t damaged and was still securely locked. There was still something disconcerting. Then, it hit me—a few of the artifacts were out of place—the collar and the mirror. Impossible, I told my