The Only Door That Opened When the Others Closed

word in bold black ink.

“Just put these on the cushions,” Ivy said.

Marcus took the paper, his eyes scanning the printed words before he looked back up at her.

“Are you sure about this, Ivy?” Marcus asked.

“They asked for their answer,” Ivy said.

She turned and walked toward the exit, her long coat swinging against her shins.

“I have a meeting at four,” continue reading …