Chapter 8: The Forbidden Closet
Jean jumped slightly before recovering.
“Oh sweetheart! I didn’t hear you come in.”
“Door was unlocked,” I replied, handing her the flowers. “These are from Lily and me.”
She took them carefully.
“Where is your sister?”
“Double shift.”
Jean clicked her tongue in annoyance.
“Well. Sit down. Quiche is almost ready.”
“Can I use the bathroom first?”
“Of course.”
I walked down the hallway slowly.
Past the bathroom.
Straight toward the hall closet Jean had forbidden us from touching for years.
My hands shook as I opened the door.
Inside sat stacks of designer boxes and expensive handbags. Beneath the coats, I saw three old shoeboxes hidden in the shadows.
I pulled one down.
Inside were letters. Dozens of them. All addressed to Lily and me… Continue Reading ⬇️
