Recovering a Classic

Upon returning home with my prize, I ran into a neighbor in the hallway of our apartment building. She cooed over the chair.

"Is it orange enough?" I asked with a laugh. "I don't know," she said. "How orange is it supposed to be?" Touche. The chair was officially a conversation piece.

My neighbor added that she and her husband were just talking about restoring an old chair of their own, and asked for Benjamin's contact info. I was a trendsetter.

Lorraine was on the living room couch when I brought back the new chair. "Wow," she said. "They did a great job. I love it. I mean, it doesn't go with anything, but we knew that."

I told her that a new rug might do the trick. Give us another two years and we'll have it. Three, tops.

	The Chair, After

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