dropped to the floor and pulled a few boxes out from under the bed. All I found was a massive
collection of Hello Kitty office supplies. Ivy uncovered a box full of crafting materials and a
collection of poetry books.
"Anything?" I asked as Ivy flipped through some of the books, hoping something incriminating
might fall out.
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"Nothing," she said.
"I got the closet," I told her.
"I'll get the dresser," Ivy offered.
My pulse pounded as I dug through the shoe boxes on the floor and the stacks of books and
clothes on the shelves above. Ivy slammed each drawer as she finished with it, and with each slam
my heart jumped a bit higher in my throat.
"Would you stop doing that?" I whispered.
"There's nothing here!" Ivy replied without apology. Clearly she was already growing frustrated.
"Maybe the bathroom."
She turned around and slammed right into the end of Sabine's bed. The mattress lurched and
knocked into the bedside table, causing a candle and frame to topple to the floor with the
unmistakable sound of cracking glass.
"Shit," Ivy said under her breath.
"I got it," I told her, walking over to pick up Sabine's things.
I placed the candle down and checked the frame over. Sure enough, there was a crack right
through the center of the glass. Crap. Looked like I owed Sabine a new frame. I was about to pop it
open to remove the shards, when I saw something odd in the photo, right beneath the crack.
I had never really looked at the photo of Sabine and her mother before, except in passing it on my
way to the bathroom, but now I saw that there was an extra hand in the picture. A creamy white
female's hand. Someone had their arm slung across Sabine's shoulder from the other side.
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"That's weird," I said.
"What?"
Ivy came up next to me to check it out.