The Only Door That Opened When the Others Closed

between them, her fingers lingering on the rim.

“Did he write anything else, honey?” Carol asked, her voice soft as she smoothed the hem of her floral shirt.

Ivy twisted her silver ring, the metal cool against her knuckle.

“Just that the photographer was expensive,” Ivy said, her eyes fixed on the screen where her father, Kristen, and their new baby wore continue reading …