The Only Door That Opened When the Others Closed

pockets.

“Did he say when they make the decision?” Carol asked.

“May twelfth,” Ivy said.

She looked at the old wooden benches along the path, their paint peeling after years of winter storms.

“I am going to win it, Carol,” Ivy said, stopping by a large maple tree.

“I know you will,” Carol said.

“No, I mean I have to,” Ivy said. “I am going to pay you back continue reading …