my workshop carrying a narrow wooden box. ” He placed the box on my workbench. ” Inside was a small hand-carved wooden sign. No decorative vines. No elaborate border. Just four words. BUILD SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL. I stared at it. ” He frowned. ” I looked toward the doorway. My husband was standing outside pretending he had not been listening. ” He smiled. Franco picked up the sign. ” I pointed toward the oak shelves. ” He measured carefully. Leveled it twice. Then mounted it to the wall. I stood beneath it afterward. The shelves Franco had built.
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