The Only Door That Opened When the Others Closed

the cedar post into the ground, packing the dark earth around the base with the flat of her shovel until the wood did not budge.

“The postman did not even have to lean out of his window today,” Carol said, taking a slow sip of her tea.

“I saw him wave when he drove by,” Ivy said.

“He likes things that are done right,” Carol said, smoothing the hem of continue reading …