I had never owned my own home before. But here I was, key in hand. I knew it wasn't ideal, out at the edge of the suburbs, built for one of those baby boom families in the early 1950s and seemingly never a real home to anyone. But now it would be mine...
The decor was retro and seemingly untouched, just faded and dusty here and there. I had planned to modernize, but now seeing it I had a sudden temptation to restore it to its former glory.
And there was more furniture than I had been expecting. Up in the master bedroom, a double bed, and a wardrobe...
And in the wardrobe, clothes...
Women's clothes...
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