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The inside walls now look more like how he expects them to look. Starting at the end away from the doorway Mort levers each end of the floor boards up and lifts them out. He passes them out and Jenny puts them to the side. Soon, all that’s left is a wood frame the boards were nailed to that sits on the stairs down into the basement.With Jenny’s help Mort stands and sits at the kitchen table. He says, “We need a couple of hammers to remove all of these nails before we fall on one by accident.” While Jenny gets the hammers from the stables Mort starts work on disassembling the cupboard’s false side walls. He doesn’t want them to be sitting around where people can see what they may have been used for. Half an hour later they’ve a nice pile of boards and beams stacked against the rear wall, out of the way and out of sight from the windows. Then he gets busy knocking apart the frame on the stairs. In a few minutes it’s easy for them to walk down the stairs.Mort holds his bright lantern.

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