The Photograph of a Newborn in a Yellow Knitted Hat
“They were moved to deep storage,” Mrs.
Gable said.
“I can put in a retrieval ticket, but it will take at least four days.”
I rubbed my left collarbone.
The fabric of my sweater was rough against my skin.
“I don’t have four days,” I said.
“I need to see them right now.”
Mrs.