As soon as Phoebe stepped into the estate sale, she knew it was going to be a tough one. The room was filled with people, all vying for the best pieces. She walked through the different sections, examining each item carefully, but there was nothing that caught her eye. She kept thinking how it was “slim pickings” at this estate sale until she spotted that little gem tucked away in the corner of the attic.

It was a small, intricately carved wooden box, covered in a layer of dust. She picked it up and examined it closely, running her fingers over the delicate surface. There was something about the box that spoke to her, and she knew she had to have it. It reminded her of one she had seen before in her own grandma’s attic.

She took it to the owner of the estate sale, who looked at it briefly before declaring it “just some old junk.” She couldn’t believe her luck, and managed to haggle the price down to a fraction of what it was worth.

As Phoebe left the estate sale with her new treasure in hand, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had found the one thing in the entire sale that was truly special, and it was all hers. She realized that sometimes, the best things are hidden away.

Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge. #FOWC

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