The vase nodded gracefully as they passed, and she laughed delightedly. He reached out and plucked the flower the vase proffered, tucking it behind her ear, and slipped the vase a few dollars behind his back. The vase bowed and retreated on stubby legs to sit in the corner and rearrange its roses. The violin strutted forward and leaned back, ( Read more... )

Things build up a personality of their own over time, you see, and it's well-known that people who travel more have stronger personalities. It's like that with objects, too. And the steamer trunk that I'm going to tell you of, well, it's traveled an awful lot. It's held things from Christmas fruitcake and ladies dowries to opium stashes and ( Read more... )