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Chapter 1 – The Crates

“It is all junk!” Eugene lifted the remaining of the small boxes and placed them in the truck. “My great grandpa dies and leaves me junk.”

“What about the bigger crates in the back?” Charlie walked to the back and ran his hand down the side of the crate. “Could be treasure or something really nice.”

“Yeah sure my great grandpa lived during the civil war so I am sure it is an big screen TV.” Eugene said sarcastically.

“Oh come on it could be something old and worth lots of money like an antique desk or chair.” Charlie started to try and pry at the top of one of the crates. “Well were definitely going to need a crow-bar or something to get these open.”

“Okay lets load them on the truck and we'll check them out later.” Eugene got on one side of the crates and the two loaded them in the truck.

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