Chapter 331

Neither of them heard the door.

They had been looking at the diary, Jonah on the floor, Willa holding the open page toward the low light, the two lines in dark ink taking up all the space in both their minds.

Then the cold air of the corridor reached them.

Both looked up.

Vera stood in the doorway, still in her dressing gown, either not asleep yet or woken and come to check her room the way people