Allanah looked at her watch - only half an hour left and the carboot sale would be over. She had to hurry, she couldn't let Graham win. She'd hear all about it, until next months boot sale. He really did not need to have his completely incorrect belief that he was better at finding hidden treasures validated. Tables were being packed away, spaces appeared where cars had vacated. She'd visited every table and had found nothing. Showing up empty handed was not an option. She could see Graham's smug face now.
The sound of a mechanical melody wafted on the air, the tune luring her the right. It was coming from the very back right-hand corner of a still very cluttered table. Hidden amongst the kitschiest tat she had ever seen, was a gorgeous but clearly long-forgotten jewellery box. Dust clinging to the detailing etched into it's mahogany sides. Perfect. A diamond in the rough.
Negotiation was quick, and Allanah rushed him, proud of her purchase. Graham's antique vase was nothing in comparison.
Admiring it later, at home, and listening to it's tune, she noticed that it appeared bigger on the outside than on the inside. A false bottom.
Digging the removable board out, she found an emerald green, velvet pouch, and inside, wedding rings of various designs ages and sizes.
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