Wife’s father purchased an antique from my own father, years before we ever met

My father used to sell antiques at an outdoor flea market every Sunday. We had an old wooden horse statue in our kitchen, and one day it’s leg broke off and we glued it back together. You could see the mark where it had broken, but the glue was strong and the horse statue still looked beautiful. Later, my father sold the statue and we never thought of it again. Until, about 10 years later, we noticed the same horse statue at my my new wife’s parent’s home. We took a closer look, and noticed that the leg that had been broken and glued off was there - the very same glued together leg. We knew it was the horse statue that we had in our kitchen when I was a young teen. Turns out my father sold it to my wife’s father, years and years before we ever met.
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Date submitted:Wed, 18 Aug 2021 23:29:36 +0000Coincidence ID:11609