Chapter 25

• Ora
• After dinner, I walked down the hall and then I stopped in front of the study room. The door was slightly ajar, so I pushed it open a bit. As I entered, the study room had shelves all around filled with books. There was a window on the opposite side, just behind the desk. I moved closer to the shelves and I traced the book spines as I walked towards the desk.
• This might just be my favorite place. There was a brown leather recliner in one corner. As I got to the dark wooden desk, books and documents were scattered as if Emery was busy. He mentioned that he wanted to write a story about my parents’ explosion. Could it be that?