Chapter 91: Confessions Over Tea

I knocked softly at the white door at the end of the hall on the second floor. While I might not have known which room Willow took, it was easy enough to guess where Daisy would put her. And, it appeared, I was right when movement inside answered, a soft voice responding.

"Who is it?" Definitely Willow.

"Fee," I said. "With some tea, if you'd like."

The door whipped open and she smiled, faint and sad, but welcoming. She immediately stepped aside, her thin hands holding her multicolored wool wrap tightly around her. "Please, come in."