inside.
“Just a minute.”
My heart began pounding.
“Open the door.”
“Sarah, wait.”
“Open it now.”
I heard Ben speaking quietly inside, then Mom’s voice.
“Ben, don’t move. I’ll open it.”
My hands were shaking.
“Mom!”
The lock clicked. I pushed the door open and stopped dead.
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Ben was standing in the middle of the room wrapped from his shoulders down in a large white sheet. He looked perfectly calm. Around him were piles of old clothes—jackets, shirts, suspenders, an old-fashioned cap. A camera sat on a table beside dozens of photographs.
Ben looked at me and frowned.
“Mom! You ruined it!”
I stared from him to my mother.
“What is this?”
Mom sighed.
“Sarah, sit down.”
“I don’t want to sit down. Tell me what’s happening.”
She walked to the closet and opened it.
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