The Auction

The Auction A chatter here, a clatter here and there a rustle. Outside the wind blow ever so slightly. In the distant the sound of a truck. Tempers rising, temperatures falling. “This should have started much earlier” as the silence is broken. The sound of the truck gets louder. Then the truck is visible. Behind the truck a van with ACHAP branding. Out of the van comes two ladies and a gentleman. “Finally, they are here” a voice from inside the warehouse with obvious relief. Soon enough the...