The Only Door That Opened When the Others Closed

faded green cardigan, her hands smoothing the front of her shirt hem as her eyes dropped to the three black bags slumped on the gray floorboards.

“Well,” Carol said, her voice gentle as she reached down to take Ivy’s small sketchbook. “You must be freezing.”

Ivy did not move, her hands still curled into tight fists at her sides. “She said it was just continue reading …