Present

When the light of day finally leaked around the edge of the heavy draperies and the sound of staff passed my locked door, I let myself drift off to sleep. I couldn't do it while the darkness gave cover. I couldn't do it as I stared at the glass doorknob and willed it not to turn. I wouldn't do it knowing that the old silver key that was supposed to keep my door closed could be pushed out with the right tool.

It was almost noon by the time I woke to the ...