I pulled myself up the steps and into another world. The interior was old world gypsy.
The ceiling was rounded and paneled in golden pine. The woodwork and cabinets painted in
bright reds, greens and gold designs. A heavy regal curtain hung below a carved bulkhead
separating the living area from the bedroom. A gold fabric valance graced the window above the
“It’s a gypsy caravan!” I laughed. “I’m a gypsy.”
I spotted the richly-upholstered couch and a hoot of pure joy escaped me. On the center
cushion, curled around each other and sound asleep, were Beans and Stripes. The backs of my
eyeballs got all tingly and I blinked hard.
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