A three AM phone call about a locked room changed everything

“We looked so young, Lily,” she said.

“We were young,” I said, watching the steam rise from my own cup.

“I used to think you were just jealous because he chose me,” she said, her voice barely louder than the hum of the refrigerator.

She twisted her silver hoop earring, her fingers moving in that same tight circle.

“I know,” I said.

“I continue reading …