ff instantly. The silence

. The lock turned with a scrape of

r older. He wore a faded NYU t-shirt and held a thick medical te

looked at the trunks. H

iped her eyes with a

y, despite her racing heart. "I'm Journ

oung man's hand. He caught

ing past the young man. She stopped inches from J

ara whispered

ngers brushing Journey's cheek. Journey

" Elara sobbed. Tears spilled over, t

bbed Journey's arm and pulled her inside. He scanned the hallwa

cks of paper, and bottles of medication. The walls were covered in framed certificates

he kitchenette and came back with

t and drank. The water tast

lara stammered, wringing her hands. "Alleen sai

ourney said gently. She set the glas

ow what that means? This isn't Kens

his gaze. "I brought my luggag

er he couldn't imagine, but h

hug Journey but was afraid of

maller woman. She smelled of onions and old soap. It was

whispered.

ed, burying her face

ght. He looked like he was try

nd Elara. Her eyes drifted to the bookshelf behind him, noting the spine of

ned. "You're

to details," Jo

s donor behind the scholarship that paid his

jingling came from

He moved in front of Jour

boys are ho