THE FOLLOWING SUNDAY, Lucy went straight to her shift at the barn.
The job had become routine enough by now; walk into that office. Sign her name on the paper.
And...close the door.
She knew well enough by now that she needed to shut that office door. As forgetful as she may be, after weeks of the same routine, she remembered.
But there was something about the way that Elise always reminded her before she left. Like Lucy was actually needed for something.
"The door, Lucy."
Now Lucy actually smiled—with her back to the senior, of course—when she shut that door behind her.
And if Elise was surprised that Lucy still 'couldn't remember', she didn't let on about it.
Those three words...
After being ordered every Wednesday to 'get this' or 'do that'; after being instructed to 'put this
