An Excerpt from SMALL ROOMS by J. Bryan McGeever

One Last Tour[i]

My family’s house was almost empty. The rest, items my parents could live without, would be sold today piece by piece. They needed the cash to help pay for the move. It was a tag-sale inside our home, strangers shuffling through rooms, eyeballing furniture and bric-a-brac. Then, by the end of the day, it would be one more suburban tract house owned by the bank. My mother couldn’t bear it, so I came to pick her up. My father would remain to manage the sale before shutting the door for good.



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