A Vision In Velvet: A Witchcraft Mystery - Plot & Excerpts
Sebastian’s Antiques, a tiny shop on a narrow side street off San Francisco’s Jackson Square, was so crammed with furniture, paintings, carvings, mirrors, rugs, dolls, miniatures, and tchotchkes that it was hard to know whether its proprietor, Sebastian Crowley, was the owner of a vast treasure trove, or simply the unfortunate overseer of a musty, oversized closet full of junk. Not that I was pointing any fingers. After all, my primary motive for opening Aunt Cora’s Closet, my vintage clothing store, was to indulge my love of fabulous old garments . . . some of which no doubt qualified as “junk” to those who didn’t share my passions. “’Course, the trunk alone is worth a fortune,” said Sebastian Crowley as we inspected a very old, very damaged wooden chest. I was skeptical. The chest’s metal hinges were so corroded with rust I doubted they could withstand repeated openings, while the wood sides, bottom, and lid were pitted and crumbling.
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