Despite their focus on the living room, Mindy’s thoughts were consumed by the garage. She felt a growing urge to uncover what was inside, and she was determined to find a way to get in without drawing any attention.
The ancient garage door seemed to call out to Mindy with a quiet allure. Its weathered wood, with paint peeling off in patches, concealed mysteries that intrigued her every time she stepped onto Uncle Greg’s driveway.