"WOW!" Bri wasn't wrong when she said that she had found the perfect bed! It stood tall, and dominant in the centre of my now cream-white bedroom, that we had spent all weekend painting along to the musical tunes of as many Disney films as we could find, on Spotify!
Bri stood next to me, with the look of pride on her face.
The bed was a warm polished oak colour, with four high corner spindles. Almost like a four-poster bed, but without the canopy above it. We had shifted out all my old furniture, which Rick had disposed of down the local junkyard, and we had all been laying my new wooden floor until the early hours of this morning. My new chest of drawers and desk were still wrapped in their cellophane, and there were still a few odds and sods that needed hanging and placing, but I coul
