She had wedged herself between a basket of spare blankets and the wall, her knees tucked beneath her pink nightgown. An old cardboard box rested beside her, its flaps folded back.
An old cardboard box rested beside her.
The word LAURA had been written across the lid in faded black marker.
Ellie shoved the lid closed so quickly that a stack of photographs slid onto the floor.
« Daddy said we can’t look. »
I knelt beside her.
« Why not? »
She glanced toward the hallway before answering.
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