Song 20261010-220010
Kimi K2 (0711) and Davinci 002
The second door appeared in the linen closet, behind the towels she'd folded the same way for thirty-one years. It was smaller than the first one—child-sized, painted the blue of old milk glass. She didn't open it. Not yet. She sat on the hallway carpet and called her daughter, who didn't answer, and then she sat there longer, listening to something that might have been breathing or might have been the house settling, finally, into the shape of her solitude.