Colleen Whitmore — The Suitcase Dennis Never Thought to Open
She would have listened without interrupting, then told me to eat before discussing another complicated problem.
Lena knocked on the bedroom door.
“There’s a trail behind the cabin.
Want to see it before dinner?”
I looked down at the suitcase, then zipped it closed.
“Absolutely.”
The path was muddy in places.
We walked carefully beneath tall trees while the last light spread across the hills.