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The list was long. I looked up at the man as he pushed his peaked cap back. I shook my head.
“No, that’s not all that’s missing.” I glanced at the paper in my hand. “Toaster, microwave and the antique dining set my grandmother left me. That’s just the start of it.”
He sighed. “I’ll go back and check the other pantechnicon.”
Posh name for ‘lorry’, that.
I surveyed the boxes surrounding me.
“I swear I’m never moving house again,” I muttered as I started to unpack.