A black woman with multi-colored ribbons wound through thick braids appeared from around a corner. When she saw Paige, the woman threw her arms around her. "I thought I heard voices."

"It's so good to see you, Belle," Paige said, all innocence and smiles. "You haven't changed a bit."

While they played catch-up, I wandered around the small lobby, eying the various dragon and stick figure drawings colored in crayon taped to the walls. The building smelled like old ...