Searching Through The Pile
Still trying to comprehend what he had done, Joe slowly entered the storage unit. It was jam packed with old furniture but there was a bit of space for him to make his way around the unit.
Sweat trickled down the back of his neck and forehead as he realized that the furniture alone wouldn’t make enough to cover the price he paid for the container. There had to be something else that could split the difference, something worth the price he paid, so he began looking.