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  Welcome! It's time for Tuesday Tales again! This week we have another excerpt from "Someone Like You."  Charlotte goes looking for her own digs. When you're done reading, don't forget to hop on over and read the wonderful works of the other Tuesday Tales authors. Find their work HERE. 

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Charlotte found three apartments looking for someone to sublet them. Mary Walden’s intrigued her because it was in an old Victorian house. She’d have the whole second floor. Itching to see it, she sent an email.

“I haven’t found anyone to take it yet. Would you like to come see it?”

“Yes, I would.”

“Can you come tonight. I’m leaving in five days and I’m dying to get the sublet sewn up.”

“Of course. What’s the address.”

Charlotte hopped in her car and drove over. From the outside, it appeared that the old house had been kept up well. It was painted a lovely yellow with white trim. She parked in the large lot behind the house and rang the bell. At the buzz, she entered and climbed a set of carpeted stairs with an old wooden banister embellished with curlicues and other intricate molding, painted white. At the top of the stairs, a large, mahogany door finished in a rich, dark brown with a fine patina greeted her.

The door opened and Mary Walden, an older woman with short gray hair, stepped aside.

“Charlotte?”

“Yes.”

‘Please come in. I’m so happy to meet you,” she said.

Charlotte entered a spacious sitting room comfortably furnished with two large sofas. There were three tall curtained windows, and a good-sized white marble fireplace and hearth. One wall sported a narrow floor-to-ceiling, built-in bookcase. A writing desk hugged one corner. The floor was a shiny wide-plank wood finished to a gleam. Two braided area rugs added warmth. Charlotte clasped her hands together and gave a small gasp.

Mary Walden’s brow furrowed. “Something wrong?”

“Oh no. Quite the opposite. It’s perfect. Like stepping back in time.”

Mary Walden smiled. “Oh, good. I’m so glad you like it. Let me show you the bedroom, kitchen and den.” 

       Her heart sped up as she followed Mary from one beautiful room to another. Was it a dream? Even if she only lived there for three months, it was so,  much more than she had hoped. 

        Visions of curling up on the sofa with her crush, maybe a small fire on a cool early fall evening floated through her mind. 

         "Dr, Garrett's going to love it," she mumbled to herself. 

        "Who?" Ms. Walden asked. 

         Charlotte bluxhedd. "Nothing."

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