I first wandered into my local (very) small town antique shop when I was just a little girl. Like, seriously…in elementary school, maybe 4th or 5th grade. Maybe 3rd grade now that I think about it. I was all by myself on a mission to find something really special for my mother’s birthday. It was summer so usually I would’ve been roaming around town with one or more of my girlfriends, going to The Donut Shop then on to Sterling’s. Not sure if anyone else except our little town had a Sterling’s but it was like today’s version of a Target. Only about a quarter
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