Chair

  The sanding was complete, and now he lovingly applied the stain.  His hands shook now, but not enough to cause issue.  The rag was thick, and the smells of the wood and the stain mixed in his nostrils.  It was pleasant.
   He paused and stood, looking at the ornate handcrafted chair.  When he was finished, this would be the culmination of nearly one hundred fifty years of painstaking work.  It was his greatest achievment.