The Only Door That Opened When the Others Closed

sounded on the linoleum, followed by the rustle of paper grocery bags being set on the counter.

“Ivy?” Carol called out. “Are you home?”

Ivy did not answer. She folded the three pages of legal bond paper, slid them into her coat pocket, and walked out of the study.

At four o’clock, the Maple Diner was nearly empty, the booths along the continue reading …