"I’m. Not. Moving. This. Again.” my husband grunted, heaving the fourth cardboard box up the steps.
He’d said it last time, but had relented. Before we owned a headboard, or framed posters, or matching towels, we had the Oxford English Dictionary. The volumes came to Montana in the back of a red pickup truck, along with the camping gear, the baseball-card collection, and the few vintage dresses that made up the bulk of our possessions at the time. We brought them to San Francisco in a U-Haul, back to Montana in a larger U-Haul, then to Pennsylvania in a moving van.
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