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"There's no door there, Elias," she said softly, gesturing to the blank plaster wall.

She set down her pruning shears. "Let me get my coat." drawing series

She looked at the drawing for a long time. Then she reached out and, with her index finger, traced the line of the door's handle. "It's not a door to somewhere else," she said, finally. "It's a door to right here. To this room. To this house. With me in it." "There's no door there, Elias," she said softly,

Mira looked at the closed door on the paper. Then she looked at him. "What's behind it?" she asked. "There's no door there