about him sometime.

The elevator doors slid open and she stepped aside to let an elderly couple and their dog out first. She said hello and bent down to scratch the dog under the chin. Though she remembered the dog’s name was Lola, she couldn’t remember her owners’ names.

She let out a sigh of contentment as she walked into her sixth-floor apartment, dropping her backpack by the door and looking around. What the apartment lacked in size, it made up for in light and color. The wall that stretched across the living room and dining room was floor to ceiling windows. The day she moved in, she had hiked the blinds up all the way to the top of the windows and she hadn’t lowered them since. It had been winter then, and the trees in the median on the road below were bare. Now the...

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