The Broken Down Victorian Sofa

Next to the work table, in the rickety metal stool was the broken down victorian sofa that had belonged to his father's mother. The way daniel's father told it, gertrude had bought the sofa with the paltry allowance she received from her no good husband. If that sofa could talk, gertRude used to say, and it was true, it looked as if it had a few stories to tell. Although now it sat next to the rickey metal stool in the makeshift work table, silent. Something about gertrudes death had taken the spunk out of it, according to daniel's dad, and so he let