The Only Door That Opened When the Others Closed

looking at Carol with a long, slow gaze before quickly turning her head away. Carol did not look up until the footsteps faded down the hall.

“We should go home,” Ivy said.

The drive back to the cottage was silent, the headlights of Carol’s old station wagon cutting through the dark country roads. The smell of damp pine needles drifted through the vents.continue reading …