She picked up a stack of VHS cassettes from the pine chair with the cut-out heart on the top rail and set them on the desk. She brushed off the seat, then sat, her ankles together, only her toes touching the floor. The chair had once belonged to Kikka and Bob. Kikka had painted it white back then and set it by the door beside a basket of colourful knitted slippers and a bootjack. When Rudie stripped the paint, she’d found a piece of paper glued to the bottom. Though Kikka had painted over it, Rudie gently scraped the edges and peeled it off, intact. It was a page from the Bible with the words Spirit so big we cannot name it written in pencil along the top margin. Rudie had framed the paper in a shadow box and hung it on the wall above her desk, though she hadn’t bothered to find out which
