The Only Door That Opened When the Others Closed

table, the grilled cheese sandwiches cut neatly into diagonal halves.

“The hardware store has a sale on the sky blue paint,” Carol said, passing a paper napkin across the table. “Forty dollars for a gallon, and we can paint your bedroom tomorrow.”

Ivy picked up a corner of her sandwich, the bread warm against her fingers. “I like the color of the sky continue reading …