The Only Door That Opened When the Others Closed

hand. Carol remained in the doorway of the auditorium, holding her bouquet of carnations and talking quietly to Marcus, her face still flushed from the applause.

“Ivy,” Arthur said, his gravelly voice dropping to the low register he used when he wanted to sound like the only adult in the room. “We need to talk about this. Just for five minutes.”

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